Near my elementary school, there was a tiny shop named The Women’s Exchange, where church-y ladies sold handcrafted doodads and homemade treats. We often stopped in for their cookies – the best were called, in characteristic no-nonsense fashion, Cereal Cookies. Years later I tried to replicate them, never quite getting it right. Eventually I came up with a pretty good facsimile of my childhood favorite, or more importantly, my memory of it. <br /> <br />Delicate, crunchy, buttery and caramel-y, they're more like a confection than a traditional thick & chewy oatmeal cookie. They're my son's favorite too, so around the holidays I usually make a few batches on demand.

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