Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Don't let my crappy iPhone photo fool you -- t hese little balls of butter and coconut are in every way, my friends, winners. Really, they're called Coconut Butter Balls. That's my idea of perfection.
These cute little buttery balls are rolled in coconut, which make them pretty delicious looking and tasting on there own. The secret is, however, that there's a surprise pecan half in every ball. Could you ask for more? No, no you couldn't.
The recipes in the Cooky Book tend to be so generic sounding, it's becoming difficult to tell what's going to be delicious and what's going to be blander than bland. The ingredient list for Russian Teacakes is pretty standard (butter, sugar, vanilla, flour, salt, and nuts), but somehow, they are magically delicious in every way.
I should disclose that it's actually icing sugar, not regular sugar, which is probably why these little morsels are so light and fluffy. I think there's also a mental thing -- the name "Russian Teacake" just sounds so darn fancy and elegant. We had family in town when I made them and I actually served them with tea, which made all of us feel like ladies and gents.
I'm fairly faithful to the instructions and recipes in the Cooky Book, but I have some issues with baking with dates. First off, I generally don't really like dates at all, unless they're fresh and stuffed with cheese and walnuts and served in a fancy over-priced restaurant. But that's me. Secondly, the decent looking baking dates in the grocery store are pretty pricey, and the cheaper ones are pretty gross looking. Thirdly, I don't think my kids would willingly eat them. So, while in the dried fruit aisle, I made the executive decision to skip the dates in my Date-Oatmeal Cookies and go for Craisins instead.
I'm pretty sure Craisins didn't exist when dear Saint Betty Crocker put together this cookbook, but I'm sure she would have loved them. As it stood, these cookies were unmemorable, but edible. Which is sometimes all you can ask for from the Cooky Book.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Betty Crocker advises that these resemble creamed filberts, otherwise known as mothball candies. To which anyone under the age of 100 is probably saying "huh?" I've never had a mothball candy, nor do I want to. But these are pretty tasty little cookies.
If I were to make these again I'd skip the festive decorative sugar because it's too crunchy and distracts from the yummyness of these cookies. They're rich and creamy little balls with filberts in the middle. They're quite buttery, but other than that, I can't really account for what sets them apart from any regular vanilla cookie -- I think the word "cream" in the title is making them taste better than they actually are. Either way, these are a hit, not a miss.
Where the heck have the cookies been? I admit to taking a short Cooky Book hiatus. I'm only human. But I'm back on the horse. Back on the horse.
So yes, I obviously made these some months ago, for Christmas. Because they're called Christmas Balls and one makes them at Christmas time, right? Or, at least I did, because I thought they'd be festive and worth serving to guests. Or so I thought.
These are not guest-worthy cookies. They were boring and bland and contained way too much food colouring. And they don't really look like Christmas balls at all. People didn't want to eat them because they don't even look like food. How could you blame them?
Saturday, November 12, 2011
The Recipe: Pumpkin Cookies from Betty Crocker's The Cooky Book.
The Verdict: Surprisingly delicious! After my applesauce cookies got all gross and moldy, I was not excited about the prospect of putting large quantities of moist fruit into a cookie recipe. But, with Halloween and Thanksgiving and all that business, I felt compelled to whip up some pumpkin cookies. I have a recipe for pumpkin chocolate chip muffins that are delicious, so I threw in half a bag of chocolate chips in lieu of nuts. The result was pretty damn good.
The did turn out a little spongy and moist (sorry, I know that word irks some people), but these pumpkin lovelies were a hit. They really are like the cookie equivalent of a Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte, which I know some people really go cuckoo crazy for. And the kids loved them, which means I got them eating squash. Hooray all around!