(Happy Thanksgiving to American readers. Happy Thursday to everyone else. Either way, here’s something that has nothing to do with pumpkin or turkey. I think we all need it.)

You might remember a few weeks ago, when I mentioned an experiment I was working on. (Or you might not. It was a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it kind of thing.)

What happened was this: I had a sudden, out-of-nowhere craving for oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Not just any oatmeal chocolate chip cookies—the ones I used to make when I was a kid: thick and chewy, loaded with chocolate, but not too sugary, and not too big. Pure comfort food. Which would have been fine, but it was just coming up on Hallowe’en, and I didn’t want to be stuck with the 9 dozen cookies that the recipe makes on top of all the leftover candy that I could see in the future.

Now, if I’d been smart, I’d have just cut the recipe in half, or maybe quartered it. That would’ve been the easy, straightforward thing to do.

But, no. I only wanted one or two cookies. I only wanted to make one or two cookies.

I tried adapting my go-to single-serve cookie recipe. It… didn’t work. Tasted good, but they weren’t the cookies I wanted.

So I tried again. And again. (Not right away, because Hallowe’en.)

And here we are. I didn’t manage to get it down to just one or two cookies, I did manage to cut my original recipe down from 110 cookies to four. Share ‘em with a friend. Or keep them for yourself. I won’t tell.

(And, if you’d like the full recipe, all 110 cookies worth, drop me a line, and I’ll be happy to send it to you. It’s slightly different—the cookies end up a little chewier—but it’s my favourite cookie recipe, ever.)