Comments on: Memorable Cookie Jars

By: Bumbles

Bumbles — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 18:20:58 +0000

I was just talking about this with my mom last weekend after my grandmother’s funeral. She had – and it still sits in her kitchen now – a clear glass cookie jar with a glass lid. That way you could always see all the yumminess inside. My parents have one just like it. I became a pro at lifting that lid without a sound. It was replacing the lid that became problematic – but I’m still the best at it if there were an actual competition ;0)

By: Dawn - She is Too Fond of Books

Dawn - She is Too Fond of Books — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 02:48:34 +0000

What a fun post, Margo! We don’t have a cookie jar now; when one of us makes cookies we just put the leftovers in Tupperware on the counter … they’re not left over for long!

Growing up, we had a ceramic cookie jar that looked like a bunch of fruit (kind of funny, now that I think about it). My Nana had painted it in one of those ceramics studios that gained popularity in the 70s.

Congo bars! The day I first met J was at a brunch my roommates and I held. I made my mother’s congo bars that day, and it was love at first bite

By: Tami and Dave

Tami and Dave — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 16:50:47 +0000

My mom – the Queen of Practicality -didn’t like things sitting on her counters, cluttering up her work space so our cookie jar was inside cupboard. She used a 3 lb. coffee can covered with contact paper as her cookie jar-the plastic lid sealed well and kept cookies fresh. I have a cookie jar on my counter that my son gave me for Christmas a couple years ago. It is Santa holding his pack – the cookies go inside the bag. It’s adorable and I leave it out year-round, but not as good a keeping cookies fresh as that old coffee can.

By: cerrin

cerrin — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 13:33:46 +0000

I have 2 cookie jars. And the funny thing is when I put cookies in there they last too long I end up throwing them away because I forget they are there…lol
Candice I also remember when Uncle Brian would come by…it always meant we would get to go to the beach soon…or do something fun. lol

And Grandma P candy jar…woah yeah that thing was loud too…always got caught taking an extra chocolate kiss…or just checking for them lol

My 2 cookie jars are great both gifts…one is in the shape of a frog and the other is shaped like a wrapped gift box.

By: kim

kim — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 19:41:41 +0000

Oh boy, I am not sure what my mom’s cookie jar looked like–hmmmm….I will have to think about. I own a cow cookie jar that is ceramic and very noisy and for the Christmas holiday I have 2 snowmen cookie jars. My cookie jars are mostly for show–for two reasons: 1. I hardly ever bake, and 2. When I do bake, having 14 and 17 year old sons, cookies don’t last long enough to get into the jar!
*smiles*

By: jay

jay — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 02:05:50 +0000

This is my second comment because due to my slow moving memory I just remembered what our cookie Jar looked like. I was a big round doughboy with a head and shoulders that were the lid. On the apron in front it said Have a cookie but my mom didn’t accept that literally. It took a while but my memory snuck out around thew corners.

By: Ali

Ali — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 22:03:36 +0000

Clearly I need to get a cookie jar with a ceramic lid. I store cookies in plastic containers and they disappear far too quickly!

By: Staci- Life in the Thumb

Staci- Life in the Thumb — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 21:16:26 +0000

I know that my grandma’s had cookie jars but I don’t remember what they look like. But it was a given that there were cookies inside.

By: Stacy

Stacy — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 20:37:48 +0000

I don’t remember my mom or grandma ever having a cookie jar on the counter and now you’ve made me feel like I’ve missed something in life! My grandma would usually bake a pie for you when you were there if there wasn’t one already on counter, but not cookies.

By: candice

candice — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 20:27:37 +0000

Ahh, yes cookies and the cookie jar! I loved visiting grandma & grandpa. I heard many stories involving the cookie jars & Grams having eyes in the back of her head (which really was just very well honed mothering/listening skills).

A very distinct memory I have that concerns cookies is of my Uncle Brian. His daily visits would begin with him joyfully announcing his arrival by ringing the door bell(multiple times) while opening the door. Then, there were lots of hugs, kisses and hellos all around. Finally, he would make a b-line to the cookie jar, where he would grab a handful (not 1 or 2 but SEVERAL) cookies. I remember being amazed by how many he was allowed/able to eat. Uncle Brian was a delightful, boisterous and very fun uncle, and very dearly missed! The only thing noisier than grandma’s first cookie jar was grandma P’s candy dish…