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Play dough recipe

Home made play dough is ridiculously easy to make and takes very few ingredients. Generally all things you have in your cupboards normally. Now most of the recipes I can find involve cream of tartar which we never have, BUT we always have lemon juice (I'm obsessed) and that's a perfectly good substitute - as is vinegar but it's obviously got a stronger smell. This recipe is a non cook one that I've played around with to find the perfect texture for us. I've adjusted the measurements to suit metric system as I have never baked in cups/pints etc.

Ingredients

300ml flour
150ml salt
2tbs oil (veg./oil/coconut)
2tbs lemon juice
250-300ml boiling water
food colouring

Method
Just bung all the dry ingredients into a bowl, mix the boiling water (I'd use the lower amount stated and only add the extra if it's needing more moisture - if it's too wet sprinkle some extra flour) with the wet ingredients and then add to the bowl of flour and salt gradually while mixing the liquid properly. At first it'll seem too sticky, especially if you bung it all in in one go - if you do it's not the end of the world just make sure you stir it thoroughly and without waiting too long - but just keep mixing and it'll turn into a perfect dough. Keep stored in airtight containers. Also worth noting that the ingredients listed below made ONE of the coloured dough balls - we made three just so the kids could make one batch each.

P.S. Food colour gels give much better colour but I only had the regular liquid at home so we had to make do.




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