One thing to note is that this recipe calls for the jam to be added after baking. I liked this because I wanted to bake the cookies a day before I actually served them, and I didn't want the jam to soften the cookies in the meantime. I could probably have done the same thing with any other recipe, but since this one told me to, all the better.
I got the dough together, but I really wouldn't call it a dough, because it was so super-crumbly. I thought I must have done something wrong, but I powered through even though I couldn't quite turn them into the 1-inch balls with thumbprints because they were falling apart. I just tried to get them as close to the intended shape as possible, slipped them into the oven and crossed my fingers.
Thirteen minutes later, I did, in fact, have cookies. I wasn't entirely confident in their ability to act as conveyors of jam. So when I did top them with jam, I did anyway with any notion that the jam would be contained. Instead, I took my peach blossom jam, a few tablespoons, and mixed in just a little water in a mug, then heated it in the microwave until it was more like a glaze. I spooned that over the cookies and let the sugary goodness drip over the sides through the deeper cracks of the cookies.
Here's how they looked as I took them to the Ravellenics cast-on/Olympics opening ceremony viewing party:
Probably not the prettiest cookies, and I won't lie, I was worried that I'd still have 18 of them at the end of the night. But no, just two remained (so I got to try one - yummy!), and I was even asked for the recipe. Just goes to show you, even when you think something has gone wrong, it can still be right. And tasty.