Time to make the donu...I mean curoivie. These cookies just scream Christmas to me. Growing up it was one of the things I looked forward to the most this time of year. I'd typically stuff my face with several dozen of these clovey little sour cream cookies. I've tried looking up the name we always called them (curoivie...pronounced ker-AH-vee), but they must be a super secret recipe Grandma Schweighofer's mom brought over for Austria/Hungary.
Best. Cookies. Ever.
And I think someone else in our family probably agrees. Although, I'm not sure if he's had as tough a time convincing his spouse that these are, in fact, delicious cookies. Luckily, after ten years she's finally beginning to see the light!
Even though it is not (is too) a competition, I think mine look way prettier.