Yes it’s back after a break, literally, I thought I’d better get cooking or in this case baking.
I’m up and about walking the trails in and around the mountains. And the walks are simply stunning. Walks through woods, walks along pisted tracks, walks with big hitting views, walks with great coffee and vin chaud stops. They all have something to offer.
Seeing the mountains at walking pace is wonderous, you get to notice detail, the deciduous trees are stunning with a light snow fall and a frost. The millions of crystals that form dazzle. Birdsong is audible, but only on sunny days, You notice the tracks of wildlife – hares, stoats, and deer.
And mountain walks are fabulous for getting me out and about and exercising. I feel energised. Even renewed, or certainly on my way to being so, even if I have to occasionally share my walk with a piste-basher!
And what better than to take a walk on a crisp morning and pack a few cookies in for the journey? I made a batch of Deb’s Oatmeal cookies. Not just your standard oatmeal cookies, but ones with almonds and apricots.
I halved her recipe, and I’m pleased I did as frankly my small bowls and whizzer wouldn’t have coped with a larger amount. It was probably not the most sensible recipe to tackle with a recovering fractured arm and torn muscles, as there was some chopping involved and a fair bit of mixing, plus my tiny hand-held mixer struggled a bit with the dough. But they came out a treat. The texture and taste are spot on. I might have added more fruit to the mix, but that might have been a bit OTT. They are lovely and buttery and crunchy.
The only other thing was that my cooking times were very different, I’m cooking at altitude and everything takes a lot longer. But I’m starting to suss that out now.
Want the recipe? Pop over to East Of Eden and get baking 🙂
On reflection maybe I should have made more, as they have rapidly disappeared!