Chocolate Chip Cookies

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Chocolate Chip cookiesI know.  Recipes for chocolate chip cookies abound.  They are a regular feature of fairs, fetes and church bake sales.  This is my grandmother’s version of the recipe, and it is a bit different to the others that I have.  What I like about this one is that it gives light crisp cookies with the right amount of substance and body.  Don’t be frightened by the volumes – this recipe makes a lot of cookes.  My grandmother always halved the recipe (although I don’t know how she resolved the 1 egg part… perhaps just a very small one).

Recipe

  • Chocolate Chip cookies

    1 c softened butter

  • 1 c granulated sugar
  • 1 c brown sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1 T milk
  • 2 t vanilla
  • 1 c peanut oil (other oils will work but this gives a nice hint of nuts)
  • 3 1/2 c plain flour
  • 1 T baking soda
  • 1/2 t salt
  • 350 g dark chocolate chips
  • 1 c Sultana Bran or cornflakes
  • 1 c rolled oats
  • 1 c chopped nuts (optional)

Beat butter and sugar until fluffy, add egg, milk and vanilla and mix well. Slowly add oil and beat until well mix.  Blend in sifted flour, soda and salt. Then add chocolate chips, sultana bran and oats, and mix well with a wooden spoon.

Drop mounded teaspoons onto baking paper lined trays, 3 cm apart.  Cook at 185C for 10-12 minutes or until a light golden brown. Leave on trays for a few minutes before moving onto racks to cool.

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About baking bohemian

My name is Jen and I am the baking bohemian. My blog identity comes from the cultural background of my mother’s family, (Bohemian), and my mother’s more left wing lifestyle (bohemian). The big ‘B’ Bohemian refers to the rich cultural heritage of our family that emigrated from Bohemia when it was still its own country (it now comprises two thirds of the Czech Republic). Food featured prominently in the family and broader social life of that part of my family. No social interaction was without sustenance, and any celebration, large or small, was an invitation to cook up a storm. My own family emigrated from the United States to Australia when I was a child. For the most part we lived with our mother, and my dad eventually moved back to the US. The little ‘b’ bohemian relates to the semi-alternative lifestyle we led with our mother. I hesitate to refer to her as a hippy, for that conjures up so many misconceptions, but certainly she was on that side of the fence. She was probably more eccentric than radical at the end of the day, but she could really cook. We always set extra plates at the dinner table because inevitably people would visit at dinner time. I started cooking when I was about eight. Cookies. Obviously I was motivated by desire! I loved cooking, I loved that the kitchen was always, in every way, the heart of the house, so I was always part of anything else that was happening while I was cooking. I loved people loving my food. With all the different things that I have done in my life and am interested in, food has remained my most consistent and enduring passion.

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