I have guilty love for her. When I was a consultant and ended up "on the bench" for a few months I read her entire blog. The while damn thing. Granted this was 2009 so there wasn't a ton.
I'm registered to her recipe site and have gotten a lot of good stuff from other contributors.
I want to hate her but... I can't. This should be in a confessions thread.
This is not a new "recipe"! My mother has done this decades. They were my favorite Christmas cookie growing up. Shortly after getting my own apartment, I was gifted a mini-muffin tin especially for this purpose.
They are like little balls of pre-diabetes and you kind of hate yourself while you eat them, but really, they are awesome. I mean, it's the marriage of two of the junk food industry's finest achievements, Reese's peanut butter cups and and pre-made cookie dough. They are so magical that you don't mind eating them, because even if you go into a diabetic coma eating them, you know choirs of angels will sing while it happens.
I can't hate her. Her "knock you naked" brownies are to die for. Also, she smells lovely and I want her hair.
I just looked this recipe up. It involves boxed cake mix and individual caramels that you have to unwrap. NO. This is some Sandy level bullshit.
So make the brownies from scratch and whip up some homemade caramel. Either way, make them. They will fill a part of your soul you didn't know needed filling.
Post by StrawberryBlondie on Dec 31, 2015 20:01:15 GMT -5
PW had a carbonara recipe on her site (probably still does) that's amazing. Tyler Florence and Anne Burrell have my fave carbonara recipes, but PW's was great. And easier than the aforementioned.
I can't hate on her. She's the not-a-foodie-but-loves-food kind of cook. If I can make something delicious in half the time and half the ingredients of a fancy chef's recipe, then I feel like the winner.
I've been drinking too so hopefully that made sense.
I just looked this recipe up. It involves boxed cake mix and individual caramels that you have to unwrap. NO. This is some Sandy level bullshit.
This seems like a good place to tell tgis story:
Two Thanksgivings ago we went to a friends house. We were assigned dessert. I made an apple spice cake with a bourbon glaze from..yes Cooking Light.
The cake was from a box but you added all these other things like fresh apples and booze.
A guy at the dinner was some professional baker and he kept telling me how amazing the damn cake was.
I never told him it was homemade but I never told him it was from a box either. :eek:
pshht... I routinely lie to people who ask "is this homemade?". Yes. The answer will always be yes. I am more than happy to take credit for the random premade stuff I found at the store. I have no shame. Please ignore the empty freezer box in the trash can.
Two Thanksgivings ago we went to a friends house. We were assigned dessert. I made an apple spice cake with a bourbon glaze from..yes Cooking Light.
The cake was from a box but you added all these other things like fresh apples and booze.
A guy at the dinner was some professional baker and he kept telling me how amazing the damn cake was.
I never told him it was homemade but I never told him it was from a box either. :eek:
pshht... I routinely lie to people who ask "is this homemade?". Yes. The answer will always be yes. I am more than happy to take credit for the random premade stuff I found at the store. I have no shame. Please ignore the empty freezer box in the trash can.
I happily let my family think I made the rosettes and krumkake I brought to Christmas.