When I was a kid, I don’t think you could have paid me to eat biscotti.
To kid-me, an oblong brick of a “cookie” filled to the brim with nuts and dried fruits (and any other non-chocolate addition) merited every last quotation around the word.
Give me chocolate chip! Give me snickerdoodle! Hell, give me a fig newton, but keep that biscotti away from me, will you?
Oh, how times change. I’ve lived, guys, and I’ve learned. It turns out that biscotti don’t have to be tooth-breakingly hard. They don’t have to contain aniseed, or any other flavors/spice you dislike.
Biscotti can be tender and crumbly and even worthy of the chocolate chip! And dunked in some coffee, tea, or a cold glass of milk? Ho ho ho, everybody. Merry almost-Christmas to me!