Share Pics of Your Cookie Jar

Inspired byRamon's classic thread on peppermills, I invite you to consider another icon of the kitchen, the cookie jar. Perhaps one of the earliest moments of culinary awareness for a young child of my generation involved the realization that cookies could reliably be found in a specific place in Grandmother's kitchen. My delight in that knowledge was enhanced by the whimsical form that contained the crunchy treats: a lady pig in a dress and hat decorated with flowers. How I loved that pig! Even then, it seemed to me that, with her closed eyes, tolerant smile, and pocketed left hand, she would be complicit in any raids my brother and I would make without adult approval.

When my daughter was about 4 years old, I ran across a pig cookie jar that re-awakened these happy memories. Looking at the farmer pig, I now think it fitting that he is holding a little bunny in the crook of his right arm. I felt happy in the knowledge that in this concrete way, I could let my daughter feel some of the same sweet security and anticipation I felt at the sight of that pig in my grandmother's kitchen.


But that was not the end of it. One of my favorite surprises in recent years came when I found the pig I remembered from childhood in an antique store. She was marked "Shawnee Clover Leaf Winnie." But now, sitting on my counter filled with sugar, I know her true identity as Grandma Jo's long-lost pig. And who knows, maybe one day I will have a grandchild who will look at her as I once did. In the meantime, I'd better brush up on my oatmeal cookies.

I don't have a picture, but my paternal grandmother (the one who knew how to bake biscuits and a few other things) kept a Friar Tuck "Thou Shalt Not Steal" cookie jar well-stocked with homemade chocolate chip cookies for the delectation of me and my brother (and a host of other family members) who filtered through her kitchen each Saturday. The cookie jar: Vault for fond memories.

JiLS,



Is this the one? I know where to get it if you are interested.

That's pretty close, although if you could fill it with some of my grandmother's cookies, that would really seal the deal.

JimInLoganSquare wrote:That's pretty close, although if you could fill it with some of my grandmother's cookies, that would really seal the deal.

Have you got the recipe? I've been known to attempt such things.

Josephine wrote:[ave you got the recipe? I've been known to attempt such things.

That's a mighty nice offer, but nope, she took it with her.

My mom has one that's a lot like Josephine's grandma's, "Smiley":