Spritz-ing up things

I had a rather severe craving this week for Spritz cookies, so I dug out the Wear-Ever Super Shooter cookie gun I had inherited from Grandmom. I made the Betty Crocker Spritz recipe, substituting granular Splenda for the 1/2 cup of sugar. I then went to use the press and couldn't get it to assemble. It seems the hole the piston was supposed to screw into was smaller than the piston; I guess it had shrunk over the years. Warren managed to get the thing in, but it wouldn't go down the piston shaft, which it has to do to work, so I wound up manually pushing down the cookie dough through the stamps. Despite this the cookies were dead on to the ones I grew up with in both flavor profile and mouth feel.

This was when I decided I needed a working cookie press. ( More geeking about cookie presses behind the cut-tag. )