“I see you!” I said to my son. He was 3 years old at the time.His little hand was reaching over the edge of the countertop to a cooling rack. He was sneakily grabbing another cookie. He grinned as he took a bite of the warm, soft cookie. “Molasses crinkles” are still his favorite treat decades later, and they’re on my list to make this year.As holiday gatherings continue...