Wednesday, December 14, 2011

evil cookies

That's what a sister of mine (who shall remain anonymous so as to not embarrass herself) called them.

The cookies will be taking that as a compliment.

They were evil enough that she decided to eat 9 in one night.

Danny was so sad that we left the remainder of the cookies at this anonymous sister's house last Sunday night that I made another batch just for him the next morning.

See what a good little mommy I am?

It's the least I can do.

Here's the recipe. Easy Gluten-free Peanut Butter Cookies

The best part about these cookies (other than the fact that they are seriously the best peanut butter cookies I've ever made) is that there's no sitting around waiting for butter to soften. No butter. There's peanut butter but no butter butter.

I tweaked the recipe a tiny bit and added 2 heaping tablespoons of cocoa powder. I was craving chocolate that day (what's new?) and wondered if cocoa powder would make these cookies taste chocolatey. It didn't.

But they are still very tasty.

Anonymous sister can attest to that.

And if you don't like gluten (or it's not welcome in your house), you're in luck. None in these cookies. Unless there's gluten in the cocoa powder. I have no idea about that.

I came across this website that will calculate the calories in your recipe. Pretty cool.

That's the breakdown for the cookies (with my added cocoa powder).

I plugged in 24 servings since that batch made 21 cookies and I figured that my kids probably ate enough dough to equal three cookies.

I love that the ingredients get grades. I like getting grades. I kind of miss that. I got grades for over half of my life and then I graduated from college and had no way of knowing if I was doing anything right anymore. The only feedback I get nowadays is when my kids tell me I'm a meaniac for making them do something they don't want to do. You know, like a maniac but meaner.

A- for you, Cocoa Powder. You're such an overachiever. Good job, Egg. You get a B+. Better luck next time, Sugar. D+.

So there you go, Anonymous Sister of mine. 99 calories in each evil cookie. Next time don't eat 9 in one night. I'm pretty sure she's not even going to read this so I might just have to warn her in person.

And now for those of you family members who read this blog (which I'm not really sure there's any of you left) and couldn't care less about how much flour is in a recipe (in this case, there's none!) and only click over here once in a blue moon to see if I've posted cute pictures of my kids, here you go.

Not sure if that's a cute picture but they certainly are my kids.

And it's proof that I don't brush Cate's hair as often as I should and Danny's getting pretty good at picking out his own jammies.


debra said...

I don't know . . . The bad points section says it contains alcohol. I'm not supposed to consume alcohol.

Cathy said...

Aw, c'mon, Debra. Live a little.

Jeanie said...

You know you totally picked those jammies. Maybe they were the only ones that didn't have boogers smeared on the front. Not that my kids do that. Because the don't. They use tissues naturally for all their booger needs.

Marisa said...

Yeah, I'm going to pretend I didn't see that 99 calories per cookie. That really ruins the fun when I make these and eat 5 straight out of the oven. And that means they're even worse when I put them in muffin tins and stick a peanut butter cup in the middle. Boo. I'm going to go have a cake ball or three.

Cathy said...

Sorry, Marisa. Sometimes my curiosity ruins all the fun. I think the calories are adjusted for my high altitude so your cookies are much less. And Jeanie, I'm sure the boogers were smeared on the Santa top. That's why he picked Darth instead.

colds1 said...

Cute cookies. Cute kids. I'm still here reading.