Around Christmas time my daughter asked me to make some Peanut Butter cookies, her favorite. As a Christmas present. As terrible as it sounds, I never got around to it. Last week J. asked me to bake some store bought refrigerator roll cookies, chocolate and peanut butter for the crews at his work.
As a reward for no accidents. In their lingo, 00.
So I obliged him and for two nights in a row I baked.
This week-end I recalled Bridgets request with some guilt and whipped up a batch of home made, mouth watering, the most colossal, sumptuous, magnificent, cookies extraordinaire, beyond compare...the ultimate cookie of all cookies....the Shaker Peanut Butter Cookie.
I know you scoff at the idea, but it is true. So true, that I have been making them non stop since Saturday afternoon! J. took the tin to work (sorry Bridget) because he did not want them in the house as they are too tempting.
The next day he asked if I could make some more, the night crew heard about the cookies and felt left out, slighted. I made a double batch. J. called from work the next day, the cookies, all eight dozen gone by 930 am and a lot of disgruntled people shaking the crumbs out of the cookie tins.
A second double batch was made last night and sent. Today he called and asked, begged, just one more time, please!!! The cookies are legendary now and the demand has increased.
Who am I? Paula Dean! I need two strapping young men in my kitchen doing all the work while I receive all the accolades.
Anyway, the final double batch was whipped up in the kitchen and the secret ingredient was added.....
J. will hint that the reason they are so divine is because of that magic ingredient, but he will not tell them what it is.
But I'll tell you, it's love.
(Bridget did receive her batch too!)