I only had enough lemon for half of the recipe, which is a good thing (as Martha would say) because two people don't need to eat a whole gob of cookies. As you know from previous posts, paying attention is sometimes my downfall and so halving recipes is dangerous.
When I got done making the "dough" I was worried because it had the consistency of icing: very soft and fluffy. It was like the ratio of butter to flour was off. I was absolutely positive that I had halved everything correctly, so I was confused as to why the dough was not dough-like. It chilled in the fridge overnight and I was kept up late thinking about what I could have possibly done wrong. I thought I had figured it out. Maybe instead of grabbing the 1/2 measuring cup, I grabbed the 1/3, and that's why it seemed like there wasn't enough flour! I went in the kitchen and checked (did you think I had cleaned up my mess?) but I had used the correct measuring cup. I was baffled. I must've done everything right, so maybe there was something wrong with the recipe.
The next day the dough had solidified and was basically the texture of a stick of butter. I scooped it out and grossly underestimated the amount of space these cookies needed to bake. When I pulled the first batch out of the oven, four of the cookies had spread into each other! I wasn't trying to win a beauty contest though so I learned from my mistake and spaced the next batch better.
They turned out delicious (greasy but delicious.) Why did I ever doubt Martha Stewart?