First of all, what a dumb name! Snickerdoodle sounds like a part poodle dog who is too goofy to find his own tail. It’s a very peanut butter-y sounding name for a cookie too. How did plain old sugar cookies with cinnamon get such a silly name?
This morning I woke up to discover the cover of the ugly fluorescent light fixture on my kitchen ceiling shattered all over the floor. The cover was plastic, so no biggie, but the bigger news was that there was water in some of the larger pieces, leading me to deduce that the upstairs apartment was leaking down on me (never a good thing). Long story short, what was my kitchen is now a “containment area,” which will slow me down some, but not completely.
I’m still determined to bake a few cookies, in spite of the air movers and industrial heater, because the upside is, the workmen have cleared all of my counters! It seems like almost an invitation to bake. I’m interested to see what effect all of that heat and air has on drying cookies too…
I found this cool Bisquick recipe site. It’s apparently got pictures of Claudette Colbert in the original pages of this cookbook! If ever there was a time to be lazy about sifting dry ingredients myself, it’s right now, with my kitchen all over the dining room.
By the way, that blue plastic pitcher up top in the foreground didn’t make it through the day. One of the workmen handed it to me, all shattered (pitcher, not him) and said, “Um. Was this broken before?” Oh well. It wasn’t exactly a family heirloom.
For some reason, I was in the mood for S.Doodles, awful name and all. According to the Wikipedia, that authority on everything, it just refers to a sugar cookie rolled in cinnamon, so even though I am adapting my recipe from the Bisquick cookie recipe I found online, I am rolling them in cinnamon and changing their identity forever — except the cookies that are getting the sprinkles from these guys.
I found the clowns somewhere awful like Ross or the 99 Cent Store years ago and I haven’t been able to use them up since. They are like trick candles that way.
Ever wonder what your cookies would look like if you baked them in a wind storm in the desert? Introducing, my first batch. Apparently, just like at high-altitudes, cookies baked in a kitchen being dried by the remediation company require special instructions.
Snickerdoodles sans Dairy
(wildly adapted from the old Bisquick Recipebook, Bisquick Cookies)
2 cups of Bisquick (I used the Heart Smart white box)
1 stick of Earth Balance (room temperature)
1 cup of white sugar plus extra for topping
cinnamon for topping
pinch of salt
2 teaspoons vanilla
1/3 cup almond milk
Cream shortening and add sugar slowly. Add other ingredients and mix till smooth. Chill dough for at least two hours (I didn’t do this — wouldn’t have been practical in the Sahara that is my kitchen).
Preheat your oven to 350.
Roll chilled balls of dough in cinnamon and sugar or sprinkles and place on a cookie sheet covered with parchment or Silpat. They spread a lot, so ensure there are at least a few inches between them.
Bake for 10 – 15 minutes (again — in my case it was about 8 minutes but don’t go by me!).
Makes about 4 dozen cookies — but not tonight!
By the way, this is a good recipe for those holiday shape cookies. Just make sure the dough is well-chilled and you can roll it out with the help of a little bit more flour and then cut shapes.
I had to use my Silpat for the first time because the giant heater was blocking the cupboard with my parchment. I love me some parchment but Silpat was pretty good, especially since I could wash it and just hold it up for a few seconds — and it was completely dry.
In spite of the heat, the second batch did come out fine once I made a few adjustments — and it was fun to see how fast they dried!
Should I have baked in the containment field? Probably not. It did remind me of the summer that I lived in Avignon. At mid-day, it would crawl up over 100 degrees on the roof of the house we were living in and the hot wind called the Mistral would dry our clothes on the line in about 10 minutes. That’s my kitchen tonight.