As a proper Australian I should’ve made this last week (or the week before or whenever the 26 January was) for Australia Day but I was busy working and still pretending to myself I was on Health, so I didn’t. Today I’ve cancelled my PT session at the gym for a baking session at home.
ANZAC biscuits are kind of like the Aussie version of what UK flapjacks would hope they could ever be – crunchy and chewy and oaty and golden syrupy. Brilliant, basically. They’re also the proverbial piece of p*** to make, ready from start to go in 30 mins.
This recipe is very reliable because, of course, it’s an Australian Women’s Weekly recipe.
Put the oven on to pre-heat at around 140C or gas mark 4-ish, then get together:-
1 cup rolled oats
1 cup plain flour
1 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/2 cup desiccated coconut
2 tablespoon golden syrup
1 tablespoon water
1/2 teaspoon bicarb soda
In a small saucepan, over a low heat, melt together the butter, golden syrup and water.
While it’s melting, put the oats, sugar, flour and coconut together in a bowl and mix thoroughly, getting rid of any brown sugar lumps.
Then add the bicarb soda to the melted butter mix and stir through. Sadly it won’t get all dramatically foamy but it will change its appearance a bit. That’s fun.
Anyway you’ll now have a bowl of dry stuff and a bowl of wet stuff.
Mix till it looks like this.
Then roll about a tablespoon-ish size scoop into balls and place about 5cm or so apart on a greased and lined baking tray. Stick’em in the oven.
Use this cooking time to replenish the shopping list. One item out of the cupboard, one item on to the shopping list. It’s my nana’s method, works a treat. Mostly.
After 15-20 mins the cookies will be done. They’ll go into dome-shaped things in the oven, don’t worry, leave them. Then they’ll, very soon after, collapse into flat cookies. That’s good. Take them out and let them cool on the tray for 5 mins or so. Then transfer to a cooling rack. They’ll be crunchy and chewy all at once, like I said, and when warm quite irresistable.
This is the boyfriend sampling the first of many newly baked cookies as a lunch replacement.
And here you go, a treat. A picture of the dog in the snow at the park. Lucky youse.