Little Debbie better watch her back

I was in serious need of comfort food last night.  This winter weather is dragging on. and. on. and. on.  I had to have something warm and soothing.  Did I make thick beef stew (yuck)?  A hearty loaf of bread?  Warm pumpkin pie?

No.

I fiddled around with a couple of oatmeal cookie recipes and sort of made my own.  I wanted them to have some depth and spice.  Here's the recipe as best I can remember:

1 c butter, softened
1 c packed brown sugar
1/2 c white sugar
2 eggs
2 t vanilla
1 1/4 c flour
1/2 t baking soda
3 c quick oats
pinch of all-spice
dash of cardamom
touch of nutmeg
splash of cloves

Combine in usual fashion (ie cream butter with sugars, add eggs and vanilla, combine dry ingredients-except oats-and add slowly to wet mixture, stir in oats).  Drop on ungreased cookie sheet by the tablespoon.  Bake at 325 F for about 15 minutes.
So simple.

We were completely out of cinnamon, which is why I made up such a mix of spices.  Truth be told, just cinnamon would have been boring.  The husband thought it could use some chocolate chips.  I accused him of heresy.  Chocolate-no.  Marshmallow cream-yes!

I could have just gone out and bought some of these:

...but that would have been disgusting.  And our insides would have slowly petrified.

Sidenote: I eat most (if not all) of the raw cookie dough before I even get around to baking.  Always have, always will.  My husband knows better than to automatically assume he's getting cookies if he sees me making cookie dough.
THIS is the most addicting dough I have ever made.  It took every ounce of determination I have to bake any at all.


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