every one wants a free bite!
My Mom was famous for making these cookies for the Chinese New Year market among friends (and to their friends). It became so popular and we could hardly keep up with the demands. She and Dad would sit for weeks making these little coin-shaped cookies by hand, then brushing them with beaten eggs with a skill that could only be acquired over time (that if one brushes it a little too hard, the cookie would break). They would work on them for weeks and into the wee hours of the morning to meet up with the orders.
This was my parents’ “baby” and would like to keep it as our family’s “secret recipe”. They had worked very hard on perfecting these cookies after many attempts and time spent. The payoff was that the sales from these cookies managed to help us put food on the dining table during those festive seasons of the early eighties when my parents were going through some financially difficult times.
Then a few years ago, friends of friends and relatives began to pop up. They would blatantly ask for the recipe and mom would gently tell them that it wasn’t like she didn’t want to share her recipe, but it was a “family secret and business”. These thick-skinned insensitive idiots would not give up so easily and would persistently attempt with cajoling and GIFTS! When it finally sank onto their thick skulls that my parents would never give them the recipe, these so called relatives and old friends remain as they are in memory (since they are never heard of ever again)!
I have people younger than me who would respect my decision when I tell them that there are certain things that I would like to keep as confidential (and that include the cookies recipe). They wouldn’t feel offended nor our relationships being hampered. I would understand when my best friend couldn’t give me a list of his clients but would look for new potentials for me. I understand that those were his bread and butter and I wouldn’t want to take those away from him. Do I hate him? If I do, I am no better than a selfish, greedy shithead!
I don’t mean to sound prejudiced but is this a Chinese thing? I remember my neighbor asking my sister for her “perfected through multiple experiments” Melting Moments Cookie recipe and agreed to give us their ice cream’s (recipe). They never did and kept on making excuses like they had misplaced, lost, or the dog had eaten the recipe yet, they always had homemade ice cream in their refrigerator!
Assholes!















