Oatcaking

I do not cook. Well, as eating seems such a huge waste of time and simply a matter of refuelling and then getting on with something interesting, why would I ? Why waste further time on preparation ?

Well, I have aspergers, so that makes perfect sense to me.

But I do make oatcakes.

Oatcakes are therapeutic.

More edible than they look, thank goodness

 My utterly wonderful bloganonymous neighbour brings me bags of oatmeal as a sort of trade for my looking after her small zoo when she is away. And my oatcake recipe is hers. So it is genuinely Scottish, just as she is.

And here is the recipe, unmetrical, but otherwise poetic:

8 oz medium oatmeal (I like more oatmeal than flour so vary the proportions.)

8 oz wholemeal flour

6 oz butter

1 teaspoon baking powder

Pinch of salt

2 oz white sugar

Dash of milk

Mix together all dry ingredients. 

Rub in the butter

Add dash of milk and knead into a ball

Roll out on floured board and cut out with the top of a glass.

Bake at 170 degrees for 20 minutes.

YUM !

The ones in the picture are a special batch for my sister. Added cashew nuts. We shall see...... 

PS I burnt an entire batch by writing this post and cooking them for a bit too long. They could make coasters, though, with a bit of varnish.