I haven’t had good butter “spritz” cookies since I left Chicago. As a kid in the suburbs I could pretty much always count on at least a few coming in the front door during the Great Christmas Sweet Exchange. Failing that, good ones could usually be found in just about any ethnic bakery: German, Swedish, Bohemian, Italian, you name it. Because really good ideas, let’s face it, know no ethnic boundaries. I can tell you, I’m looking forward to this!