These were a favourite afternoon baking activity when I first had my youngest son Max. Older brother Charlie (a whopping two and a half at the time) and I would race to bake against what we called the crying-clock. Max’s tolerance for any activity not involving me holding him and singing the ‘We love you Maxi’ song was about 10 minutes.
These biscuits, I am pleased to report, can be made in ten minutes flat – and that’s with a toddler helper. Better still, the recipe can be memorised, albeit in imperial measures – easy as 1, 2, 3. Even better, they’re baked in only 10 more minutes.