Snickerdoodle Recipe

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Here is a snickerdoodles recipe like the one we used
to bridge the wide gaps
across the lawns all around us:
from cooks.com
SNICKERDOODLES
2 eggs
2/3 cup oil
2 tsp. vanilla
3/4 cup sugar
2 cups flour, sifted
2 t. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1 tsp cinnamon or 2 tsp grated lemon rind
1/2 cup sugar
Heat oven to 400. Beat eggs with fork, stir in oil, vanilla and lemon rind (if using). Blend in 3/4 cup sugar until mixture thickens. Blend flour, baking powder, and salt; add to mixture. Roll into 1 inch balls. Mix 1/2 cup sugar and cinnamon. Roll balls in sugar mixture. Place on baking sheet, criss cross with fork. Place 2 inches apart on ungreased baking sheet. Bake 8-10 minutes. Remove immediately from baking sheet.
Variations: You may omit cinnamon and use 2 tsp lemon rind in batter, roll in sugar and bake.
Put on your landlord's glass plates and abandon around the neighborhood.

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