She came with them in hand, calling them Monster Cookies. I'm pretty sure that she had intended that they be for the children that she was leaving in my care for a snack. I offered it, only one of them was smart enough to take it between all of our kids. Then, I never looked back. Every time I passed through the kitchen, they whispered my name like the ring whispered to Frodo, "my precious." Then they were gone.I will not deny that they have crossed my mind on more than one occasion. Their peanut buttery, chocolate, oat-mealy goodness I can taste on my lips as I write this. Alas, this is why I am fairly certain I am NEVER making them. She said that they freeze well and make about four dozen so you can pull them out and make them at any waking hour. BAD IDEA!!! I am not a self proclaimed night eater, but I think that these cookies could make me one if I dare to EVER make them.
So for those of you who are brave enough to try and make their wonderfulness here is a recipe that I found. I will say this. They were worth every minute I spent sweating them off.
2 comments:
Haaaaaaaaahahaha! Awesome. I'm so honored to be the subject of a post and to be the instigator of a new obsession, just what you needed. They are deadly. My mom made them only on special occasions growing up.
That recipe is pretty close....except definitely leave out the raisins, raisins always ruin cookies.
Well heck I'm brave enough!!! Got the recipe printed and I'll let you know how it turns out LOL!!!
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