- One-third cup of packed light brown sugar
- One big egg
1-Lemon zest
- Juice from one fresh lemon, 3/4 tbsp
—half a teaspoon of vanilla essence
Old-fashioned rolled oats, 1 and 1/2 cups
What to do:
1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit. If you want perfectly crisp cookies every time, line baking pans with parchment paper.
The dry ingredients that will form the base of your cookies are the flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt. Whisk them together in a medium basin.
3. Put the melted butter, granulated sugar, and brown sugar into the bowl of your stand mixer and beat until the mixture is as airy as a morning cloud. Blend in the egg until smooth.
4. Gently combine the zest, juice, and vanilla essence from the lemons, and then sit back and enjoy the citrus scent wafting in through the open kitchen window.
5. Be careful not to overwork the dough as you gradually mix in the dry ingredients that you put aside earlier until they are just mixed.
6. Add the rolled oats, folding gently. The dough, although somewhat sticky, will be as substantial and nutritious as a handshake.
7. Spoon dough into ball-shaped portions and place on baking pans, allowing space for cookies to spread during baking. 8. Bake for 10 to 12 minutes, or until rims are golden brown and interiors are still soft. Allow them to cool for one minute on the baking sheet before transferring to a wire rack. I need your patience, my darling.
Here are some variations and tips: - To make it more nutty, mix in half a cup of chopped pecans or walnuts with the oats.
- A A handful of raisins or dried cranberries, if you choose, may be stirred into the dough to make it more festive.
- A Put these adorable little things in an airtight container and they will stay fresh for three or four days, assuming they make it that far!
- A Feel free to personalize this beloved recipe as you want; for example, you may make it more seasonally appropriate by adding a sprinkle of nutmeg or cinnamon.
Indulge in a moment of quiet reflection as you savor these cookies; each mouthful holds a fragment of the past, a testament to the delicate art of Midwestern hospitality.