Last night I was watching an episode of Cold Case Files about a serial arsonist that was setting fires in various fabric and craft stores. It was like my own personal nightmare come to life.
Seriously though… the arsonist was a 50 year old man. I’d be very curious to know what a craft store ever did to him. He denies it, of course, so we will never know.
Also last night… I got the bizarre notion of making homemade Oreos in my head. I don’t usually buy stuff like that because I figure if I’m going to eat something wildly unhealthy, I might as well eat the most quality version I can find. And that usually means fresh/homemade.
So I googled and found a recipe.
I did the less sweet version of the cookie, and I halved the recipe.
I also used coconut oil instead of shortening because I realized half way through making them that I didn’t have any shortening… the coconut oil worked perfectly.
My cookies turned out moist and not at all crunchy like the real ones. I like the crunch, but the moist is still damned tasty. And I think they even have a squishy version now, don’t they?
I don’t know if I should have baked them longer, or if it’s just so freaking humid right now that I have no hope for anything crunchy.
However, the moistness was a blessing in disguise, because Mr. Smarmy said they reminded him of Oatmeal Creme Pies. A light bulb went off simultaneously in each of our heads, so today we got supplies to make homemade Oatmeal Creme Pies. Just so you don’t think we’re total baked good fatties, we’re planning on taking some to his family this weekend since they’re camping nearby.
More in food news: for lunch today, I made these homemade renditions of Taco Bell’s mexican pizza from On Cupcake Moon. Genius! I can’t believe I’ve never considered trying to copy this at home, because the mexican pizza (minus the beef – makes me burp) and 7-layer burrito (minus the guac – TB’s guac tastes like vomit) are my go-to TB items.
I used enchilada sauce on top instead of salsa and served it with a blob of sour cream and a few slices of avocado. Oh yeah, my other secret is Chihuahua cheese. It is tasty tasty stuff.
I think next time I might try using shredded chicken or omitting the meat completely because I’m just not into taco meat, burp inducing or not.
One thought on “Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”
You found a way to include some “low vibrations” within your recipe idea/directions with a completely unrelated topic of arson and dastardly deed. Then at the end you say they are damned good, but I think you have damned them.