In my family, when there is an occasion that calls for more than a single dessert, a spread of sweets, there are a few things you know will make an appearance, and these rather unusual raspberry jam bars are one of them.
They're from my mother's family, and while we call them Hungarian, we really have no idea why or where they actually came from. Does this matter? Perhaps not — all I know is that they are so easy to make, and always a hit. They're rich and sweet, but with a bit of savory lightness in their flaky crust and fine dusting of walnuts.