Who rolled out of bed this morning and ate three cookies?* OMIGOD, I DID! -urp-
Ok, so these cookies. I’m not, generally speaking, a cookie person. I like a cookie here and there, but usually I prefer a savory treat when it comes down to it. Dearest Will and Our Man Cub, on the other hand, are big fans of cookies, and so when Dee came over for dinner a few weeks ago and offered to bring cookies, I was all, “That would be perfect – dessert sorted. Cool,” and thought no more of it.
Until we got to the cookies and coffee part of the evening and I tried one of those crispy little morsels of
crack** heaven. Sister, I could not believe this cookie*** – what perfect, crispy, sweet-salty little miracles. So, of course, I asked for the recipe. Dee joked that it was a secret – that if it got out, that everyone would be addicted to this baked good and it would all be over. Will Dearest said something about sending it in code. Dee said she would try to wrangle it out of her mom (who had made the cookies at our table).
In Dearest Will’s email a couple weeks later, a mysterious file was attached to a note from Dee: Office Rent March. He showed me the attachment and we both squealed like teenage girls – jackpot! The guilty guilty jackpot. And the recipe totally
did not self destruct in ten seconds held up – I made these last night and once they had been sampled, I texted Jaquelyn: omg you need to come eat ths cookies nao! She trotted up shortly after to sample the goods. Her reaction: “Holy SHIT.” “What the mnmnmnnn?!” “Can I have another?” “Oh. My. GOD.”
And, so I share the contents of that email attachment with you, Dear Reader, along with my notes. Just, yanno, promise to keep it under wraps.
Lace Cookies (Office Rent, March) – makes 3 dozen†
1 1/2 c Quaker Quick Oats
1 stick unsalted butter, melted
3/4 c sugar
1 Tbsp baking powder
1 tsp flour
1 large egg
1 tsp vanilla
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