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Pecan Puffs -- Powdered Sugar and the Beginning of the Lifting

Inauguration week. A new administration. A new tone. The vaccine accelerating. The sense — fragile, cautious, easily shattered — that things might get better. I'm not political in these pages, but I'll say this: hope is an ingredient, and the recipe needs more of it. Mom and Dad got their first vaccine shots on Saturday. Mom sent a selfie — mask on, Band-Aid on her arm, giving a thumbs up. Dad did not send a selfie because Tom Kowalski does not take selfies. He texted: "Got the shot. Arm hurts. Fine." That's the whole report. I felt something shift when I saw Mom's photo. A weight lifting. Not all the way — the pandemic isn't over, won't be for months — but the beginning of the lifting. The knowledge that my parents, who survived COVID (one directly, one as caregiver), are now protected against it. The knowledge that the worst might be behind us. I celebrated by making Babcia's pączki. Fat Thursday is coming in February, but I couldn't wait. Rose hip jam, powdered sugar, golden and pillowy. Three dozen. Delivered to Mom and Dad ("Dad looks better with powdered sugar on his shirt," Mom texted), Mrs. Wojcik ("Acceptable timing, even if it's early"), and the brewery staff (gone in nine minutes, a new record). The February RecipeSpinoff piece: "The Hands." About Mrs. Grabowski's twelve thousand pierogi. About the bleeding hands that didn't stop. About the physical cost of keeping a tradition alive and why the women paid it anyway. The recipe is pierogi dough — again — because the dough is always the story, always the medium, always the message. Submitted it Friday. The editor replied in an hour: "Jake, this one is going to break people." Good. Some things need to break to let the light in. The Packers lost in the NFC Championship again. To Tom Brady. Dad's text: "." A single period. The Kowalski family punctuation of maximum sports grief. We do not speak of it further.

I didn’t have rose hip jam on hand and Fat Thursday is still weeks away, but what I did have was butter, pecans, and the particular need to make something small and pillowy and dusted in powdered sugar — because that’s what the moment asked for. Pecan Puffs aren’t páczki, but they share the same logic: you roll them, you coat them in white sugar, and you hand them to someone you love and watch the powder end up on their shirt. Mom would approve. Dad’s text would say: “Good. Arm still hurts. Ate four.”

Pecan Puffs

Prep Time: 20 min | Cook Time: 15 min | Total Time: 35 min | Servings: 36 cookies

Ingredients

  • 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened
  • 1/2 cup powdered sugar, plus 1 1/2 cups more for rolling
  • 1 tsp pure vanilla extract
  • 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1/4 tsp fine salt
  • 1 cup finely chopped pecans

Instructions

  1. Preheat. Heat oven to 350°F. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper.
  2. Cream the butter. In a large bowl, beat the softened butter and 1/2 cup powdered sugar together on medium speed until light and fluffy, about 3 minutes. Add vanilla and mix to combine.
  3. Add dry ingredients. Reduce mixer to low. Add flour and salt gradually, mixing just until no dry streaks remain. Fold in the finely chopped pecans with a spatula.
  4. Shape. Scoop dough by rounded teaspoons and roll between your palms into smooth 1-inch balls. Place about 1 inch apart on prepared baking sheets.
  5. Bake. Bake 13–15 minutes, until the bottoms are just lightly golden and the tops look set but not browned. They should look pale — that’s correct.
  6. First roll. Let cookies cool for exactly 5 minutes — warm enough to melt into the sugar but cool enough to handle. Roll each puff gently in the remaining powdered sugar until fully coated.
  7. Second roll. Let cookies cool completely on a wire rack, then roll in powdered sugar a second time. This is not optional. The double coat is the whole point.
  8. Store. Keep in an airtight container at room temperature up to 5 days. They hold up well for delivery — stack with parchment between layers.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 112 | Protein: 1g | Fat: 7g | Carbs: 11g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 18mg

Jake Kowalski
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Jake Kowalski
Week 252 of Jake’s 30-year story · Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Jake is a twenty-nine-year-old brewery worker, newlywed, and proud Polish-American from Milwaukee's Bay View neighborhood. He didn't start cooking until his grandmother Babcia Helen passed away and left behind a stack of grease-stained recipe cards. Now he makes pierogi from scratch, smokes meats on a balcony smoker his landlord pretends not to notice, and writes for guys who want to cook good food but don't know a roux from a rub.

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