Bacon Peanut Butter Death Cookies (AKA Seduction Cookies)
There's this boy, see. Isn't that how all the best cooking stories start?
Anyway, he's terribly nice and I'm moving away in two weeks. I knew we wouldn't have another date for awhile, so I decided last night's date should include a special treat. And really, what better way to say 'please give me six hundred kisses this evening' than peanut butter cookies chock full of bacon?
While on the phone with my mom yesterday morning, I mentioned the cookies. "Wait... you're making these... things... for a boy you actually like? And want to see again?"
"Yes, mom. I actually like him and want to see him again."
Her advice: "Perhaps you should just bake him a nice chicken instead. Those cookies sound revolting. At least make sure you brush up on your CPR before you give them to him."
We moved on to other topics, but at the end of the call, she said, "Okay honey, I love you, talk to you soon. I hope he likes your DEATH COOKIES."
Get yourself some bacon, fry it up in the pan. Make some extra 'cause you know you're gonna eat some.
Choppy chop, liquid grease. Set it aside and be prepared to be patient. Don't eat too much of that bacon, now.
Wait wait wait for the grease to cool. I finally stuck it in the freezer for about ten minutes and it came right together with a nice whippy texture.
In case that quarter cup o' bacon fat isn't enough for you, howzabout a nice stick and a half of butter just to round things out?
Cream cream cream and oh! I have a tool for this! I transferred to the KitchenAid and made life easier on my arm.
Aaaaaaand... in go the bacon and peanuts after the dough's been made.
First batch out!
And the rest. Lovely tasty bacony goodness.
Recipe can be found here.
(PS: He loved them.)
Anyway, he's terribly nice and I'm moving away in two weeks. I knew we wouldn't have another date for awhile, so I decided last night's date should include a special treat. And really, what better way to say 'please give me six hundred kisses this evening' than peanut butter cookies chock full of bacon?
While on the phone with my mom yesterday morning, I mentioned the cookies. "Wait... you're making these... things... for a boy you actually like? And want to see again?"
"Yes, mom. I actually like him and want to see him again."
Her advice: "Perhaps you should just bake him a nice chicken instead. Those cookies sound revolting. At least make sure you brush up on your CPR before you give them to him."
We moved on to other topics, but at the end of the call, she said, "Okay honey, I love you, talk to you soon. I hope he likes your DEATH COOKIES."
Get yourself some bacon, fry it up in the pan. Make some extra 'cause you know you're gonna eat some.
Choppy chop, liquid grease. Set it aside and be prepared to be patient. Don't eat too much of that bacon, now.
Wait wait wait for the grease to cool. I finally stuck it in the freezer for about ten minutes and it came right together with a nice whippy texture.
In case that quarter cup o' bacon fat isn't enough for you, howzabout a nice stick and a half of butter just to round things out?
Cream cream cream and oh! I have a tool for this! I transferred to the KitchenAid and made life easier on my arm.
Aaaaaaand... in go the bacon and peanuts after the dough's been made.
First batch out!
And the rest. Lovely tasty bacony goodness.
Recipe can be found here.
(PS: He loved them.)