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Created by Chef Makoa
Filipino ube meets the Hawaiʻi Local cookie tin: purple yam, butter, and a snowy sugar coat baked into soft, chewy crinkles for the party table.
The cookie tin on the Formica table tells a different kind of genealogy. Not the loʻi, not the imu, not the deep food of Hāloa, but still kinship. Hawaiʻi took in Portuguese ovens, Japanese mochi hands, Okinawan andagi, Chinese gau, Filipino hopia, and the everyday sweets became Local because the people became neighbors, aunties, uncles, cousins by table if not by blood.
These ube crinkle cookies belong to that Hawaiʻi Local register, with a Filipino hand clear in the purple yam, the ube, and the bakery sweetness that followed Filipino families across the water. I don't claim that root as mine. Philippines food belongs to Filipino people, and they should tell the deepest story of it. Here in Hawaiʻi, though, you see ube in pan de sal, cake rolls, ice cream, butter mochi, and now these crackled cookies at graduations, baby parties, office potlucks, and Christmas tins.
So we cook it easy. Butter for richness, ube halaya for body, ube extract for that strong purple bakery color, then a long chill so the dough stops acting like paste and starts behaving like cookie dough. Roll it heavy in powdered sugar. Bake it only until the edges set and the centers stay soft. No need make it precious. Just name whose hand brought it, feed the room, and leave the tin open.
Quantity
1 1/2 cups
Quantity
1 teaspoon
Quantity
1/2 teaspoon
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| all-purpose flour | 1 1/2 cups |
| baking powder | 1 teaspoon |
| fine sea salt | 1/2 teaspoon |
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