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Avocados. Healthy, slightly exotic (at least in Canada!) without being weird, GOOD FAT!, also naturally green, and just tasty. They’re pretty much fantastic. And my favourite way to eat them?

Guacamole.

Guacamole.

And guacamole.

Oh and also these dee-licious tacos.

But mostly, just guacamole.

 

My in-laws, bless their heart, are from the south. Now when I say south, I don’t mean the REAL south. I mean the south that’s getting real close to Mexico and also California. The south that has Mexican restaurants with Irish sounding names. (Carlos O’Kelleys? Really?) The south that knows how to make good guacamole. I am glad that I am intrinsically connected to these people, because without them, I would never have had good guacamole. In fact, I probably would never have even eaten an avocado in my life to be honest, but that’s another story.

But the reason for this tangent? Because my little Buddy Bear can’t eat no milk. (I did that on purpose, I do know how to use good grammar, I just think I’m funny). And a little boy growing at the rate he is, needs FAT in his diet. (What a predicament, eh?) And a non-allergic child, well we would just stuff him/or her full of full-fat cheese, and cream in his oatmeal, and fatty yogourt for breakfast. It would be the life. But, we can’t do that. So, our pediatrician and I sat down for a brainstorming session to figure out how we can get more fat in Buddy Bear’s diet. The doctor’s prescription? More gravy. Extra olive oil on his food (Would deep-frying work?). And avocados. I wish I was this kid. He has got it made right now.

So, we tried the olive oil thing. He thought it was gross. I can’t blame him.

We’re not a meat and potatoes kind of family, so gravy is like a Christmas and Thanksgiving thing. Not happening.

Hmm… Avocados.

Not his favourite thing in the world, but he was willing to try them. But he’s just a small fry, so he’s not going to down the whole avocado in one sitting. Maybe half.

So what am I going to do with all these extra halves of avocados? I tried throwing the diced pieces in a Rubbermaid and keeping them in the fridge. The result? Brown nasty chunks that were probably still good, but looked very unappetizing.

The internet suggested a few things to help preserve my little avocado halves:

  • Put lime/lemon juice or vinegar on the avocados to keep them greener
  • Keep it in the fridge
  • Keep the pit (or stone?) with the avocado to delay browning
  • Not salting the avocado until right before you plan to eat it
  • Covering it with plastic wrap

OR

Make guacamole for Mommy & Daddy.

That’s my great idea.

Because its healthy!

Try it. You’ll love it.


My In-Laws’ Guacamole Recipe

  • 1 avocado
  • 1 tbsp vinegar
  • 1 to 3 tbsp diced/minced onion
  • dash of salt

Directions: Mash ingredients together. Eat. Repeat.

 

See? I told you, you’d like it! You could even skip a step and just make guacamole for the baby to eat/share. Done and done.

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Earlier this week I stumbled upon a series of “10 Small Things” by Amanda at I am Mommy. Just a list of 10 things that make her life better, improve it in some way or that she is grateful for. What a great idea! While I like to play the lazy card, A LOT, I really do want to be a good mommy to Buddy Bear and be intentional about the things I teach him. Like being grateful. So I’m totally stealing Amanda’s idea.

With props.

And also shortening it down to 7.

Because I’m a sucker for aliteration.

If only I could think of a S word for “Things”.

That’s not “stuff”.

I already thought of that, and “7 Simple Stuffs” does not bode well with me.

Any other suggestions?

1. 

My fans. We had our first hot week and have already pulled out our fans. Its only 30 degrees (Celsius, I can’t do Fahrenheit.) but I am already cooking!

2. 

This little $8 gizmo allows me to take Buddy Bear driving without him losing it completely. I don’t know if he knows its him in the mirror or if he just thinks there’s another baby in the car with him, but either way it means peace in the car. Also I can do a quick rearview mirror check and see if he’s sleeping yet which also rocks.

3. 

My library card. Call me a nerd, but I love having this thing. Right now Buddy Bear and I are devouring (figuratively and literally unfortunately) 25 books that we didn’t have to buy. That’s at least $100 dollars worth of books, maybe even more! Love it, I think you should get one too!

4. 

Buddy Bear’s cloth diapers. I’m not a fanatic, but only because that takes too much work. But I love, love, love having my little boy happy and comfortable. And that is possible because his cloth diapers are so much easier on his super sensitive skin.

5. 

Alberta’s Health Care System. Say what you want about Canada’s health care system (*cough* Mr. Man *cough*) but I needed to get a doctor’s note for the job I’ve applied for, and I called them on Tuesday, and had the medical done on Wednesday. I like that!

6. 

See that? That’s naptime. I love it. Buddy Bear is not the most consistent sleeper ever, but he always has at least two naps and I have the option of napping with him, working on my to-do list (right…) or most often just putzing around on the computer.

7. 

The non-dairy world. Before Buddy Bear’s milk allergy, I thought all those dairy-free products were expensive and the domain of vegans and well, vegans. Boy was I wrong! Well true, they are still expensive (2L for $4, ouch!) but they also mean that I can still have some of ‘my normal’ food, like smoothies, cupcake frosting, pancakes. You know, normal stuff. I will be the first to admit that Cheerios and coconut milk are not the same as their dairy alternative, but a rice milk pancake? I can’t tell the difference! So thank you to the non-dairy producers for making expensive non-milks for me and Buddy Bear. I will put you in my next 7 Simple Things again if you could please lower your prices. Thanks.

 

What are you grateful for? Am I the only one who has to take a conscious effort to be grateful?

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When we first discovered that Buddy Bear was allergic to dairy, my first thought was “You mean I can’t have ice cream???” Ok, actually my first thought was “He’s dying! My baby is dying!” *hyperventilate* But after I settled down and realized that Buddy Bear wasn’t actually dying, then I mourned the loss of my daily ice cream habit. For 3 whole weeks.

But I’m a tricky mommy, so I haven’t just sat down and taken the blows dealt to me and give up on ice cream forever. I love my little Buddy Bear, so I wasn’t willing to just ignore his symptoms/discomfort and have my ice cream anyways. So I put my thinking cap on and set to work on finding a way to have ice cream and a happy boy.

I tried that age old frozen banana in a blender trick. And it was good, but without the Oreo pie crust and chocolate sauce/ganache and everything else delicious in Penny’s Chunky Monkey Pie, it was essentially just frozen bananas. And not ice cream.

I tried sorbets, like this Mango Sorbet at Annie’s Eats. Fresh mango, lime juice, it was delicious! But ice cream it was not. And mango season was almost over anyways. So the hunt continued.

I thought maybe it was the creaminess that I was missing and not ice cream per say, so I tried coconut panna cotta. After 3 tries I finally got it to work. For only having 5 ingredients  you’d think it be easy to make. Not so much for people who can’t follow instructions (me).  But when it did work, it was delicious! I especially liked this recipe. But it was more like a creamy, chocolate jello, and I still wanted ice cream afterwards…

So I got tricksy and even more tricksy and took…

The smooth texture of the banana trick

+

The method from the mango sorbet

+

The creamy coconut milk in the panna cotta

=

 

Yum….

It only took 6 weeks, but I found a way to have my ice cream and still be dairy free! I love it!

 

Peanut Butter Banana “Ice Cream”

These measurements are all approximate, so feel free to play around with them and personalize it to whatever works best for you. Like adding crushed Oreos. Those would definitely be awesome.


Frozen Bananas (if your freezer makes them very hard, let them sit on your counter for a little while and soften up, just a little bit)

A big gob of peanut butter

A squirt or two of chocolate sauce (check the label to make sure its dairy free)

A splash or two of coconut milk (Or another dairy free milk, coconut is my favourite)

 

Put all ingredients in a blender and blend together until nice and creamy, about 30 to 45 seconds. Stir in any additional toppings and mix-ins.  Serve immediately. Repeat.

 

Suggested Variations:

Chocolate pieces

Coconut Flakes

Oreo Pieces

Frozen berries instead of the peanut butter and chocolate make a delicious and even healthier combo!

 

What would you add to make this “your speciality”?

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To torment, ahem, promote marital closeness with Mr. Man, I like to play a game where he has to choose between two things, such as

“Would you rather be an ape or a mouse?”

Or

“Would you rather die in a car accident and Buddy Bear and I live or have Buddy Bear severely injured in an accident and you live?”

Mr. Man doesn’t like this game and usually refuses to play with me. So I usually just play by myself, asking questions of a less twisted nature like this:

“Would I rather have an allergy to wheat, or to milk?”

I always thought this was a hypothetical question, so I would usually lose interest in the game before I had to make an actual decision.

Until this happened…

 

Now I’m a first time mommy and a nervous wreck at the best of times, so when I saw this I fuh-reaked out! And I proceeded to call my mom, my sister, my sister-in-law AND Mr. Man with each conversation going something like this:

 

Me: Buddy Bear is covered in hives! I gave him a taste of my milkshake and he’s all red now! What do I do? Is he going to die? Am I the worst mother ever? HELP! Or goodness, I’ve poisoned my baby! What do I do? *hyperventilate*

Them: Its ok, just breathe. Lots of babies have allergies. Just don’t give him any more milk. *More helpful advice and calming words* It’ll be ok.

Me: Ok, I guess I’ll be fine. Thanks…

*hang up phone and frantically call next person on my list*

 

By the time I called Mr. Man (yes he was the 4th person on my list, he knows as much about babies as I do so he couldn’t really help) I was wildly flapping my hands and convinced Buddy Bear was going to die a horrible death right there in our living room. (Buddy Bear was oblivious to my torment and was playing happily with his toys)

After relaying the course of events that had thrown me into a whirlwind panic, I shoved my phone into Buddy Bear’s face with a “Can you hear him breathing? Is his breathing laboured? Oh it is! Should we take him to the ER?” Mr. Man couldn’t tell if Buddy Bear was breathing heavily, but he told me to wait 15 minutes and if Buddy Bear’s breathing sounded like it was getting worse to take him to ER. A pretty rational response, but I am not one to take rational advice when I am in the midst of a panic attack. So what do I do?

I convinced myself that by the time I got to the hospital (a 30-35 minute drive) after waiting the prescrobed 15 minutes, Buddy Bear will be in convulsions as his little airways have closed up.

So I completely ignored Mr. Man’s advice, threw Buddy Bear in the car and drove like a madwoman towards the hospital.

When I arrived, I go to take Buddy Bear out of his car seat and he’s UNCONSCIOUS!! Or asleep, like he is every time we drive anywhere. And a quick peek at his torso reveals that the hives have all but disappeared.

I never got inside the hospital doors.

I think that’s a good thing because I can imagine what the ER staff would think if I had rushed in with my perfectly healthy but allergic baby and insisted they give him the Jaws of Life, or whatever it is that they do when people are dying.

By the way, I know you don’t use really use the Jaws of Life in a hospital. But in my fear-addled state I might have asked for them anyways.

 

The Morale of the Story: Buddy Bear is potentially allergic to cow’s milk, so we’ve eliminated it from our diet and effectively answered my hypothetical question. Which means you can expect to see a lot more dairy-free recipes here and a lot less cheesecake and everything else that is delicious but full of dairy.

Also, I should not be left alone with Buddy Bear because I am a freakout mama.

 

What’s the biggest freak out that you’ve had as a parent?

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CHUNKY MONKEY ICE CREAM PIE

You just want to randomly say that over and over again. But only until you taste it and then mmmmm might come to mind.

My sister recommended this recipe http://www.smithfield.com/guest_blog/entry/after-school-snack-5-minute-chunky-monkey-ice-cream knowing that our household is embarking on the journey of cutting dairy out of our diets. But she also knows my undying love for ice cream. *Sigh* ice cream. Creamy and cold, sweet and satisfying. One of my favourite friends.

I tried it, it was good. And deceptively, healthy? Can it be true?

Could it be better? What if instead of JUST ice cream, it was ice cream pie? And what about a chocolate ganache topping? Done and done.

I scaled this recipe up to feed a small army aka just a little family get together. I’m kind of hoping the kids don’t like it so there is more for me.

Lean in close for a little secret (and DO NOT TELL THE KIDS or you are out of the secret club). There is no ice cream and it is mostly just our food besties showing up. The healthy ones!

Check out this line up of friends.

 

Bananas, pineapple, strawberries, pecans. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Practically carrot sticks. Oreo crumbs, coconut milk, 90 % cacao. Yum, yum, yum. Practically delicious.

Here’s the story behind the 90% cacao. Once upon a time I was having non-stop intense cravings for chocolate. And yes, then I found out I was pregnant. On a trip to the grocer’s I was struck with a desire to be healthy and make good choices. It happens. Again probably a result of the pregnancy. So instead of buying my usual chocolatey-milk chocolate-with-sugary goodness I decided to go with the “so-dark-chocolate-it’s practically black licorice” 90% cacao. I thought then a little would go a long way and satisfy my cravings. Maybe it worked. I ate one little bite and it was so intense that it made my face pucker and the hair on the back of my neck curl. Then I didn’t eat the rest and next trip to grocer’s resulted in 2 large milk chocolate beauties, one was promptly scarfed on the way home. The other was saved for a later date. Bad decision.  The Boo was diagnosed with a dairy intolerance and when our house went dairy free Mr.Yummy Chocolate was confiscated and Mr. 90% Cacao remained. Still strong and overpowering. Until now when he has met his match.

What makes the magic happen is when you freeze the bananas and then puree them. They turn all creamy, cold, sweet and satisfying. It’s good.

 

Chop up 5 bananas.

Place them on a cookie sheet and put in the freezer for 2 or 3 hours. Any longer and they become REALLY frozen and then you just have to wait for them to thaw.

Meanwhile in another part of the kitchen. Make up a sweet Oreo crumb crust in a 9 inch springform pan. I’m assuming you know how to make an Oreo crust…it’s on the box. If you can’t figure it out, send me an email and I will draw you a diagram.

 

Bananas frozen? Then pull them out. See? Army sized amount of bananas.

 

Throw them in your food processor (not all just bit by bit) and let the magic happen. Cream the creaminess right into those bananas. First they will just look pureed but give it an extra little whir and “Ka-Boom!” It turns all creamy and smooth.

If you have a little bitty baby food making food processor this process will take you forever. You might cry a little smooshing 1’000 bananas ½ a bite at a time. For once in life, size does matter (yes, you can quote me on that).

 

Keep mushing until all the bananas no longer look like their ancestors but have now taken on the deceptive appearance of ICE CREAM.

Chocolate Ganache:

 

Poke at your chocolate with a knife until it is all smithereens (then google smithereens to see what that actually means).

Open up the coconut milk, if you are not familiar with this goody be warned that it separates in the can. Mix it up until it looks nice and creamy again. Divide it into 2 portions, one for the “ice cream” and one cup for the ganache. The coconut milk has a big job to do. Be delicious!

Throw half the coconut milk (1 cup) into the microwave for about 1 ½ minutes, stirring every 30 seconds. The milk will get all runny and steamy. When it is steamy it is time to stop the nuking.

 

Pour this steamy, creamy, yummy over the unsuspecting chocolate and let them quickly become fast friends (I sped up the friendship with a quick spin with the hand blender, now they are inseparable).

 

Use caution to dip your finger in there and just have a little taste of how good this is going to be. Careful it is hot. Let it cool before you take the next step. Maybe talk to somebody or clean something.

Now you have a difficult decision to make, for here is where we discover a fork in the road (tee hee! Fork. Food. Funny.) You can go Strawberry-Pineapple Chunky Monkey Ice Cream Pie or you can go Pecan Coconut Chunky Monkey Ice Cream pie. The choice is yours. If you choose SPCHICP stay on this page, if your choice is PCCMICP skip ahead until you see pecans and coconut.

Strawberry Pineapple Chunky Monkey Ice Cream Pie

You chose a healthy path my friend.

 

Plop the “ice cream” onto your Oreo crust, push it all around until it reaches the sides.

Yeah, you heard me I totally just called it ice cream. This is where the deception starts.

 

Pour that chocolatey friendship all over the ice cream and begin yet ANOTHER beautiful relationship.

 

Artfully place your chopped strawberries and pineapple onto the still soft and gooey chocolate. Maybe artfully is not part of your skill, if so then just randomly place in random places. It’ll still work, fruit + chocolate is always beautiful.

Pecan Coconut Chunky Monkey Ice Cream Pie

The path you have chosen is more difficult but may be extra yummy.

 

Throw ½ a cup of chopped pecans and the leftover 1 cup of coconut milk on top of the ice cream (yes, by this point I don’t even know if it is really ice cream or not!)

Mix it until the friendship starts to happen.

Plop and smear on the Oreo crust.

Introduce this circle of friends to the intriguing chocolate ganache with a smooth drizzle effect.

 

Maybe sprinkle a little coconut on top to make it purty, or some leftover pecans. Or a picture of a baby unicorn. It’s your adventure. Make it happen.

Put these sweet friends in the freezer to await their debut.

Hire somebody to clean your kitchen, which is now a complete mess.

Oh, wait. What is this? A little leftover chocolate ganache, pineapple and strawberries. There’s no shame in that. Just a happy little bit of “pre-tasting”.

 

Delish. I think tomorrow will go well.

We’ll see if the kids (and big kids) are able to discern my deceptive deed.

Update: The kids didn’t really go for it BUT the adults were pretty gung-ho about a healthy yummy treat. In all honesty the pecan coconut flavour was quite bland, I wouldn’t make it again. BUT the Strawberry-Pineapple flavour was both much more beautiful and also much more yummy. Once you re-freeze the bananas in pie form they do lose a bit of their creaminess (sad) but are still good. I would love to try the Chunky Monkey “Ice Cream” pie with a lot of different fruits…it almost tasted like a chocolate fondue pie. So anything you would dip in a chocolate fondue would be delish in a Chunky Monkey Pie! What would you throw on there?

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My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.





 

The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point. Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…


At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies. Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.


The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.


This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…


I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!


A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business. But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 (or 6) Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

 

My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.

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The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

 

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point. Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

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At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

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You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…

 

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At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies? Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.

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The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.

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This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…

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I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!

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A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business. But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 or 6 Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

My mouth just died and went to heaven.

Because I just had the TurDucken of cookies.

And it was good.

Very good.

 

And then my heart hurt.

 

Because of this.

 

 

The TurDucken of all cookies! An Oreo stuffed inside a peanut butter cookie. It was so good. And so bad. And because I am so good I will share with you how I made it.

 

I used this recipe for Peanut Butter Cookies as a jumping off point.  Except that my darling niece (Penny’s sweet baby) is allergic to milk. So that means that not only is butter unacceptable for making cookies, but margarine is too! (Did you know that margarine has milk in it? I did not until several days ago) So, seeing as I was already signing my death certificate by making these cookies, I threw caution to the wind and used shortening instead of margarine/butter. (Hey, at least I didn’t use lard! I was tempted though because it was 20 cents cheaper!)

 

At this point, I had to taste the cookie dough and see if it was going to be ok. It was. Kind of. It gave me a bit of a greasy mouth feel that I was less than pleased about. But that was ok, because then I didn’t stop right here and eat the entire bowl of cookie dough.

Not that I’ve ever done that before…

 

You know how the recipes always say to blend your flour and baking powder/soda together in a separate bowl before adding it? See that little teaspoon sized clump of baking soda? You can see it, because I never do the separate bowl thing. Separate bowls make more dishes, and I hate dishes. I wonder if this habit has a detrimental effect on my baking? Hmm…

 

 

At this point, Buddy Bear has thrown up on himself. Again. For the third time since I started these cookies? Should I have been concerned? Probably, but he was all smiles so I wiped up the spit-up, and soldiered on with the cookies.

 

The cookie dough is hanging out in the fridge right now. That’s my little secret for yummy cookies. Always chill the dough before shaping and baking. It makes them a little tighter and more caramely. Carmelized? Carmelicious? You know what I mean. Fantastic cookies with the right mix of chewy and melty and good. If you don’t know what I mean, come to my house and I will show you with your very own chocolate chip cookie of awesome.

 

This was my first attempt at getting the cookie dough to ‘mate’ with the Oreo. I took two big globs of dough, snuck the Oreo inbetween and rolled it into a ball. In my opinion it was too big and the cookie to Oreo ratio was way off, so I tried another technique…

 

I put some dough on the pan and then smushed the Oreo into the middle of it. This technique was even worse than the first one. Finally, I ended up squishing two small pieces of dough into flatter shapes and shaping it around the Oreo like a little sandwich/calzone of cookies. I think this worked the best, so that’s what I did for the rest of them.

Popped them in the oven for about 12ish minutes and tada!

 

A miracle was born!

 

I was quite leery of how this creation would taste, with its fusion of cookie and especially the shortening business.  But when combined with the artificial taste of the Oreo, it was delicious! It didn’t taste like the typical peanut butter cookie, but that’s ok because its not typical!

So so yummy. Wrong and fattening and bad for you. But it still tasted so good!

Ok, I admit about a half hour after I ate the first Penoreo, my heart felt a little sick and my mouth tasted like shortening. But that might could be attributed to the 1 or 6 Oreos I had during assembly (for quality control!) Either way, I would still eat these and like it!

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

You should eat them too. You would like it.

Unless you hate everything delicious.

But you don’t. So eat these.

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Delicious doesn’t have to mean complicated. This is one of my favourite meals and it is so easy-peasy. Clean up is also done likethat! I think I had 1 skillet, a knife and a cutting board to wash. Everything else ended up in the dishwasher. Yeah, we have household rules about what is allowed in the dishwasher and what MUST be washed by hands. Sharp knives, pots and pans must all be lovingly handwashed. The bane of my existence…I feel like I can never keep up with the handwashing!

But tonight instead of spending after dinner scrubbing dishes I got to sit back with a lovely cup of tea and gaze adoringly in my Beardie’s eyes as he quoted love sonnets. Or maybe we debated the pros and cons of when to start toilet training…equally as riveting.

You should do this. Make stuffed green peppers. When to toilet train is your own decision.

Check out the list of friends to invite.

Brown rice (win!), green peppers (win!), tomato paste (win), fresh basil (win!) and hot Italian sausage (yum!)

Fresh basil isn’t really necessary but I had it in the fridge and I didn’t want to make Basil feel left out so I asked him to join the party. A good party doesn’t need to have a truck load of guests, sometimes 4 or 5 friends that really get along are the best time ever. Case in point.

The most complicated part is preparing the peppers.

You want your peppers to be nice and stable so they can stand up for themselves. Be their own person!

Hold the confident pepper in your hand and slice off the tops…of the peppers. Not your fingers. Save the top of the pepper and clean out any seeds of innards.

Place all your peppers together on your well used baking sheet. If your baking sheet is shiny it means you are not cooking enough!

Fry up the sausage. Told you this was simple.

Chop up the pepper tops. Yep, we are going to stuff the green peppers with their own tops. Might be kind of creepy. Almost like a turducken. Actually turducken cookies….mmmm! Stuffed foods are yummy!

Throw your cooked rice, peppers, chopped basil and a can of tomato paste in with the spicy meat.

Notice what a wonky way I opened the tomato paste? It makes life so easy. Open up BOTH ends with the can opener and then just let the tomato paste “plop” out, pushed out by the weight of the top lid. No scraping required. I hate scraping.

Stir it all together and let the friends become acquainted. Once they start laughing, relaxing with each other, getting warm and smelling great it is time to move the party to the next room.

Grab one of those self assured peppers. So self assured they come to the party late and yet are still the hit. Stuff the waiting friends into the pepper. Place them on a baking tray and give them all a good 20-25 minutes in the oven at 350 to really get along.

Now it’s your time to join the party. It’s a good one. I always enjoy myself. Beardie does too. Boo was a little put off my the hot sausage, I think next time I will get the mild Italian sausage to prevent her gobbling her food down and then getting a slow burn which caused her to throw the rest on the floor.

Verdict: Yum! Other options include adding ½ a cup of mozzarella and parmesan cheese to the mix in the skillet and sprinkling a little on the tops before they go in the oven. Extra yummy for you. Forbidden dairy for us.

Check out the quick recipe link: http://allrecipes.com/PersonalRecipe/62752380/Dairy-Free-Stuffed-Green-Peppers/Detail.aspx

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