Last Christmas I made her Chocolate Peanut Butter Cheesecake. It was a graham cracker crust, chocolate layer, then the peanut butter cheesecake layer, THEN a chocolate ganache. It was a giant peanut butter cup! So rich that no one could have more then a sliver at a time, but it was wonderful!
Okay, dang it!, I had to look THAT one up. My son Jon, that boy would have turned into a Reece’s Peanut Butter cup if I hadn’t kept a firm hand on the boy while growing up. NOW, sigh, I gotta try this one on him the next time he comes home for a bit of his mama’s good cooking.
If I make the goodies for HIM, and the other kids and the grandchildren, lol, that saves ME from being alone with the stuff. It DOES call to me, you know. In the middle of the night I hear, ‘pattyjo, pattyjo, I’m here, and You KNOW you want me.’ LOL, and I almost always answer the call..... if I’m foolish enough to have it there.
You know, I know this stuff is not designed to build good physical health in the body, but it DOES, in limited amounts, promote lovely feelings in the heart. Even better, when evil grandma pattyjo, plies little grandkiddies with goodies their own mama tells them is soooo bad for them. I get such a charge out of that. Yes, I’m bad. ;)
cheers, pattyjo