I’ve always been a devoted fan of snickerdoodle cookies.
Butter, cinnamon, sugar…I mean really, what’s not to like?
Granted there was one traumatic experience involving these beauteous baked goods, Xena the Warrior Princess, and a seedy motel, but I’ve long since gotten past it.
Or have I?
It was 1996, and I was a freshmen in college, just a wee babe, still wet behind the ears, but with the ego of an eighteen year old. Translation, despite having little wisdom or experience to back it up, I thought I could conquer the world. Not much has changed.
I was home visiting my family for Christmas, with my new boyfriend in tow (the future Hubby). We hit a bout of bad weather, which is usual for Buffalo, and despite my father’s gentle suggestions we stay back until the highways were clear, we forged ahead. How young and foolish we were.
We hit the road early in the day, optimism high and loaded with a platter of snickerdoodle cookies, a departing gift from my dear mother. It wasn’t long into our drive, mere minutes really after the semi-truck we were following drove off the road and into a snow bank, when we realized we had made a grave mistake.
With the Hubby’s head sticking out of the passenger window, we navigated off the highway to the nearest exit, where there were minimal signs of life: one lone Burger King and a motel 666 (or something like that). This dilapidated excuse for a hotel had a solo pay phone in the parking lot (this was well before cell phones were commonplace) and rooms with outdoor access only. It was the kind of establishment people paid for by the hour.
In any event, the Hubby and I pooled our limited resources together and discovered we had enough money for a one night stay, with just a little left over to buy a cheeseburger, no fries. While I would have preferred the carbs, our sensibilities won. We split the meat, hunkered down on the Queen sized bed with questionable covers and turned on the television. The boob tube was on wheels and only had one channel. I don’t remember which station it was, but I do know they were having a Xena the Warrior Princess marathon.
Hours and many battles in a leather thong later, we realized we were famished, so we ate the only thing available to us: not one another. It was far too early in our relationship for cannibalism and besides we’re not that kind of couple.
Instead, we ravaged the snickerdoodle cookies my mother had sent, dozens upon dozens (I might be exaggerating). We consumed so many cinnamon sugar-coated balls of delight, we made ourselves sick, although it could have had something to do with the hours of horrible television we endured that day.
The next day, we drove back to Cleveland, on clear roads and with our intestines cleaned out.
The moral of the story is if that experience didn’t turn me off snickerdoodle cookies, nothing will, although I did have to stop watching Xena, even though she is a total bad ass.
- 3 cups Rolled Oats
- 2 cups Macadamia Nuts, chopped
- 1 cup lightly salted Cashews, chopped
- 3 Tbsp. Flax Powder
- 1 Tbsp. Cream of Tarter
- 2 tsp. Baking Soda
- 1/3 cup Cashew Butter
- 1/3 cup Olive or Canola Oil
- 1/4 cup Maple Syrup
- 3 Tbsp. Sugar
- 1 Tbsp. Cinnamon
- Preheat over to 350, and line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
- Combine dry ingredients into a bowl and mix thoroughly (from the rolled oats through to the baking soda).
- Stir in cashew butter, mixing as thoroughly as possible. Stir in oil of choice. Mix to coat everything. Add in the maple syrup, stirring to coat everything.
- In a small bowl, mix your sugar and cinnamon together. Stir HALF the mixture into the granola.
- Once combined, spoon mixture onto a baking sheet. Leave clumped together. Do not spread out on the baking sheet. Sprinkle HALF the remaining cinnamon sugar on top.
- Bake at 350 for 10 minutes. Remove granola from the oven and gently turn the edges and very top layer inward. These are the most likely to burn. Sprinkle the remaining cinnamon sugar on top and bake for another 10 minutes (20 minutes total).
- Remove from oven and let cool for at least 30 minutes and up to overnight.
- Will keep in an airtight container for several weeks.
- If you like your granola on the crunchier side, you can cook it a few minutes longer.
- Also, if you like big clusters, don’t stir once you remove it from the oven. When it cools, it will harden into clusters.
Do you make your own granola? Ave loves bashing the nuts. 🙂