Today I decided to make gingerbread dinosaurs, using a tried and tested recipe from my best friend (who is coincidentally an excellent baking blogger). I don't think you have to make dinosaurs, but we strongly recommend it.
12oz plain flour - This recipe is dated November 2008. I've made it many times, but apparently never on my own, because I had to consult the internet on how to measure ounces. I found I had exactly 11oz of plain flour, to which I added 2oz of a different sort of flour my flatmate gave me.
4oz butter - I opted for margarine
1tsp baking soda - I got this bit spot on! I usually get confused with baking soda/baking powder/bicarbinate of soda etc. but this tub had a picture of gingerbread men on the front, so it must be right. Right?
1½tsp ground ginger - It was hard to shake the ginger out of the tub into a tiny spoon, so I shook out a bit, then took the lid off and tried to spoon it out but the neck wasn't wide enough for the spoon, so I shook some more in. You can achieve this effect by just pouring freestyle into the mix.
½tsp ground cinnamon - Read the recipe wrong and put 1½tsp in.
6oz light muscovado sugar - I went with some big crunchy light brown sugar instead. As I was measuring it, my scales stopped working and I massively over-poured. I transferred the bowl to another set of scales but couldn't remember how much it should have weighed in total (did I zero it before I started adding it to the flour?) God knows how much sugar ended up in there.
1 medium egg - Yolk, white, and bits of shell.
2tbsp golden syrup - In the absence of golden syrup I went half and half honey and maple syrup. One was thinner and one was thicker, so that works out about right. Maybe.
Cook for 12-15 minutes on gas mark 4/180°F - Of the 3 trays, none were in the oven for the same amount of time, which was fine because none of the biscuits were the same thickness.
I think it's safe to say I would get absolutely nowhere in The Great British Bake Off! These came out with a kind of... rustic charm. Crunchier and spicier than usual, but still pretty damn good with a cup of tea. I put them on the communal sharing table in my flat. If, by the weekend, they're all gone and no one's ill, then I've done good. Talking of Bake Off, my best celeb spot of late was Paul Hollywood, in the airport, glaring at my restaurant. Most likely in awe. Of me.
"Teapots and cupcakes and dinosaur biscuits // Crochet and sewing and boxes of kittens // Hot Asian boybands all tied up with string // These are a few of my favourite things..."