I had this urge the other night to bake cookies. So, after 8 PM I started banging around the kitchen after scouring the internet looking for something to make. I have a huge tub of old-fashioned oats, and I thought about making Oatmeal Creme Pies…Which I still may do, but not until this weekend at the earliest. We’re still digging out from this:
And that’s not even the worst of it. That picture was taken yesterday–Before we got about 7 more inches dumped on us. Ugh. I know, I know. I moved here. I should be able to deal with it. However, I still complained about the weather when I lived in Ohio and it snowed, so this should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me.
But back to the cookies:
I was on the hunt for something with oats, and I came across this recipe for “biscuits.” They sounded good, and I was intrigued by the use of steel-cut oats. So I tweaked the recipe and added some Fleur de Sel, and made these!
These are evil little cookies, because they are so addicting. They’re more like shortbread, because they’re so crunchy/crumbly. The salt helps to cut the sweetness. I am powerless to resist anything salty-sweet.
I am rather glad these are almost gone. I think I’ve eaten half the batch all by myself.
Evil, addicting, dark delicious little cookies.