Because it's Christmas, I have to do a cookie recipe. I can't help myself. The butter is calling me. I know, like any of us need extra calories this time of year. But come on people – make these. They are like buttery goodness times a million. And so easy, even I can bake them. Amy over at Homestead Revival posted this great whole wheat snickerdoodle recipe and I have made them a few times already. Stuart loves them. He says they taste like pastries. To which I reply that they are made of flour and sugar and butter, just like pastries. It all makes sense. Even though they are whole wheat, I can't pretend like they are “healthy” cookies. These sure ain't no health food – but at least they are made from real, high quality, whole ingredients. Nothin' fake allowed.
Whole Wheat Snickerdoodles
You will need:
– 1 1/4 cup organic sugar
– 1 cup organic butter, softened
– 2 eggs (1 egg plus 1 egg white)
– 2 3/4 cups whole wheat pastry flour
– 1 tsp. non-alumnium baking powder
– 1/4 tsp. sea salt
– 2 tbs. sugar
– 2 tsp. cinnamon
Step One: Beat the sugar and softened butter in your mixer until nice and fluffy.
Little more fluff:
That's what we want:
Step Two: Add your egg and egg white, one at a time, and beat to incorporate.
Step Three: Mix the flour, salt, and baking soda together in a bowl. Mix 'em together real good now – no cuttin' corners! Add to the butter/sugar/egg mixture and beat to incorporate.
Step Four: Mix until it looks like this (how's that for detailed instructions!)
Step Five: Roll the dough into walnut-size-balls and then roll the tops in your topping mixture of cinnamon and sugar. This gives them a nice sugary, cinnamony crusty top. I like to a really course grain sugar so that it stays nice and crunchy. Yum.
(Please ignore the photo discoloration. Stuart had used the camera and I couldn't figure out why my whites looked yellow until I finally found the setting he had changed. By then the cookies had baked. Dang, man.)
Step Six: Bake at 400 degrees for 8-10 minutes.
Step Seven: Remove and try to practice some self control.
I couldn't. Like always.
I ate three before I even got them off the pan.
Don't tell Stuart.