I baked these cookies ages ago and never quite got round to writing the post. But here we go.
It’s hard choosing what cookie to make from the cooky book, there are so many that look so good. I did the good old “flip the book open and see where it lands” thing and landed on these. They are the most disgusting looking things to create, and a complete pig to roll, but they did taste very good. So good that the husband’s work colleagues were begging him for the recipe. Mine remained mostly silent. Guess where the cookies are going in future?
Anyway, these cookies are made with butter, sugar, honey, peanut butter, eggs, flour, baking powder & soda, salt and peanuts.
First, you mix the butter, sugar, honey, peanut butter and eggs together into a really unattractive looking gloopy brown mixture. The amount of peanut butter in here is frankly amazing. I put nearly the entire huge pot in. If you’re feeling middle class you can use some of the no added fun stuff. I used proper American style, smooth and packed with sugar.
Next all the dry ingredients and the nuts go in. And this is where it all went horribly, horribly wrong….
Oh the recipe book is straight forward and easy enough, makes it sound like a doddle. Not for me. First, you shape the dough into a strip 10×2.5×1.5″, wrap it in greaseproof paper and chill for several hours. I was rubbish at making the rolls and must not have made them thick enough. Because when I tried to chop them and bake them I ended up with this….
Tiny, burnt, rubbish. I suppose they could pass as biscotti. Burnt biscotti.
Bah. My first proper cookie disaster.
Luckily, I had plenty more dough. So I rerolled it and made fatter sausages. And then I squished them after cutting to make them a good size. It was a pain and has put me right off making these kind of cookies. Drop cookies are so much eater. Or cookie cutter ones. But mostly drop, I love the laziness.
Anyway, the final cookies ended up looking quite good and were very tasty. Extremely nutty and a good honey tang. All’s well that ends well.























