“In many English towns,” according to Sharon Tyler Herbst, “sandwich cookies are referred to as ‘sweethearts.'” In my limited research I found little evidence to prove or disprove this assertion. Regardless, these border on treacly sweet and yet slightly tart all at once, and are perfect for everything I dislike about that dreadful holiday, St. Valentine’s Day, so the appellation “sweethearts” is fitting (she said, bitterly).
There are chopped maraschino cherries in the dough, and a glaze of powdered sugar and maraschino cherry juice atop the finished cookies, accented with a bit more maraschino cherry. Ms. Herbst suggested a halved cherry for the accent, but I quartered them in part because I was running low and in part because, really, enough is enough. The cookie sandwiches are held together with a thin layer of deliciously tart cherry jam that, frankly, deserves a much better setting. The cookie before glaze and filling is not very sweet and that’s probably a good thing. That said, I have given most of them away and will probably not make them again. So there. Even if Bruce does kind of like them.