OK internets, I am out to confuse you: In New Zealand these biscuits are sold as Shrewsbury’s, but if you internet that name the only recipe you’ll find that matches the biscuit you know will be a New Zealand one (and a good one at that, thank you Woman’s Weekly!). The rest of the internet describes Shrewsbury’s as some kind of biscuit with dried fruit in in, while Jammie Dodgers seem to be the same as what we call the mighty Shrewsbury. Bought ones have paste-like raspberry jam in them, with either a plain round hole or a star or heart to show off the jam inside. When I am in bought biscuit mode I will quite happily polish off the whole packet in an afternoon, but I don’t have the stamina for that anymore.
The recipe is faultless. The biscuits are crisp and they taste nice. I didn’t have any vanilla essence so I just added a bit of lemon zest and a splash of lemon juice and I think it might have worked better for it. I could have gone all superhousewife and used homemade blackberry jam in them but I don’t have much left of that and there’s a large jar of cheap boysenberry jam in the fridge that needs using too (Pams actually make nice jam. If you need a lot of jam. I discovered this through being the housekeeper for Playcentre).
I rushed things by trying to bake both trays in the oven at once, and I should have known better than to do that. The tops biscuits cooked faster of course, but I made the whole ones a bit thick so their bottoms were nicely browned before their tops went golden. Oh well.
Now we are readying the teddies and the china for a tea party with our friends Marta and Anouk! It’s Anouk’s second birthday this week and Rata decided that Anouk’s birthday present should be the fancy dress costume I made for Rata this week… which Rata refused to wear. It seems like my days sewing for Rata are numbered. At least she likes my baking.