At Christmas, my mom made a batch of Scuffles and brought a small bag of them all the way from Calgary. Evan mowed through them in record time, calling them “cinnamon thingys”, and has been asking for them ever since.
Luckily, my mom is awesome, and she sent me the recipe.
This was the first time I worked with serious dough — like the kind you have to let rest overnight.
The shapes were a bit irregular, and I didn’t get a nice even layer of sugar and cinnamon on both sides like my mom….
…but they still passed the Evan test.