I am the girl who cried wolf. I wrote quite a dramatic post last week about how much I loved (love love love) the Chocolate Malted Whopper Drops. The words crack and cocaine may have been thrown around. Well, I am back again this week with a new lover, the Chocolate Chunkers. If the Whopper Drops were like my own private crush on the quirky guy in study hall whose personality is particularly appealing to me than my love for the Chunkers is a crush on the captain of the football team or Brad Pitt. If you don’t like these cookies, I am thinking we don’t bat for the same team (i.e. you are not a chocoholic).
We went with a semi-sweet/milk chocolate combo (white chocolate is not chocolate. can we get a new word for that stuff?) and a mix of raisins and cranberries. I would like to report that I used some amazing imported or artisanal chocolate to send these to new heights but I have a mortgage…and a car payment…and tuition and so on…so something has to give. It was Ghirardelli from the grocery store for us.
And it was just luscious and rich just the same. Even the six year old was amazed at how little flour we were putting in. He and the younger both came in for second helpings of the batter. Man, oh man. I could weigh three thousand pounds if the recipes keep coming like this. I knew this one looked like trouble so I had to invoke my no fail over-eating insurance policy:
I did make a few without the peanuts so I could enjoy a couple warm from the oven (this is the real reason I bake after all) but others will be enjoying the rest. I was already on a sugar high from the cake decorating class that Will and I took for kids at the Kansas City Culinary Institute (see below).
A big thank you to Claudia of Fool for Food for choosing this one. The recipe is on her blog. Next week: Dimply Plum Cake. I doubt this one will cause sweet tooth nirvana but I am looking forward to it nonetheless. I love making breakfast cakes. To see the other chocolate chunkers click here. .