So, in an attempt to indulge my post-thanksgiving sweet tooth, I just finished mixing up a batch of molasses cookies. While the dough chills, I thought I'd blog it up, share the recipe and then make the first of 10 dozen or so sweet tooth indulging, sugar filled cookies.

Dilemma 1: The first thing that came to mind is that this is an old-school recipe, and when I think old school cooking, I mix the metaphor of the frontier northern tundra of Canada with the good old southern cooking. I don't think there were many African Americans in Quebec, and yet the image of apron-clad Aunt Jemima comes to mind.

Resolutions 1: A decidedly white guy like me can't really be putting Aunt Jemima on his blog without risking the appearance of racial bigotry. So old Betty Crocker gets the tap.

Dilemma 1: Betty Crocker sucked. She was always prim and proper, and had that pearly white 1950s "perfection" look to her. Not the kind of woman who makes molasses cookies.

Resolutions 2: This is her chance for salvation.

The Recipe:

3/4 cup dark molasses

1 egg

1/2 cup sugar

1/2 cup oil

3 T boiling water

1 1/2 t baking soda

1 t vanilla

3 Cups flour

Refrigerate the dough (for 1 hour)

Roll these witchies to 3/8" thick, cut into circles, cook at 450 F to 500 F for 7 - 8 minutes.

Watch out.. they burn like lighting, taste as good as sin, and will leave you wishing you had lived in my grandmaman's (pronounced in French Canadian) household .

¶ 2:12 PM