“Heaven in a Tin”

tagged: thisiswhyimfat

I had forgotten about this name for these cookies until The Wife posted:


  @tj I married you for your mom’s cookies. Heaven in a tin, indeed!


So, here’s a story of how much more awesome my mom is than your mom (sorry if your mom was awful, or is dead, or… you know what, I’m just gonna move on).

When I was in college my mom worked for a place which shipped out hundreds of UPS packages every day.

Did you get “Care” packages in college? That was the name we used for boxes of goodies sent from home. Which is really rather insensitive since I think the name was originally for famine victims in Africa or something, but I’ve digressed again.

Anyway.

My mom sent a lot of Care packages to me in college.

Like, every week.

I’d say “Well, maybe not every week,” but The Wife (then girlfriend) would say, “No, no, it was EVERY week.”

What was in them? Some kind of baked goods. Maybe some item of clothing she had bought. Some funny thing she had clipped out of the newspaper. Some cash. And a note in her tiny little handwriting.

The “baked goods” were of a variety, but the favorite of all my friends (who quickly learned to “happen by” my dorm room on Friday afternoons) were these:

Fudge Marble Chocolate Chip Cookies (shown above).

One of my friends referred to them as “heaven in a tin.”

I’ll see if I can find the recipe and post it later, but here’s the basic recipe:

“Cookies made out of fudge marble cake mix.”

The secret is the chocolate swirl. It’s like sex, in that it’s probably not something you’re going to get right the first time, but it will probably not be all that bad even if you screw it up. You have to mix just enough water into the chocolate packet (tricky part number 1) and then mix it into the rest of the cookie dough and mix it just enough to give it the swirled effect without turning them all dark brown (which does not taste as good, by far).

Anyway, enjoy the picture!

“Heaven in a Tin”

tagged: thisiswhyimfat

I had forgotten about this name for these cookies until The Wife posted:

@tj I married you for your mom’s cookies. Heaven in a tin, indeed!

So, here’s a story of how much more awesome my mom is than your mom (sorry if your mom was awful, or is dead, or… you know what, I’m just gonna move on).

When I was in college my mom worked for a place which shipped out hundreds of UPS packages every day.

Did you get “Care” packages in college? That was the name we used for boxes of goodies sent from home. Which is really rather insensitive since I think the name was originally for famine victims in Africa or something, but I’ve digressed again.

Anyway.

My mom sent a lot of Care packages to me in college.

Like, every week.

I’d say “Well, maybe not every week,” but The Wife (then girlfriend) would say, “No, no, it was EVERY week.”

What was in them? Some kind of baked goods. Maybe some item of clothing she had bought. Some funny thing she had clipped out of the newspaper. Some cash. And a note in her tiny little handwriting.

The “baked goods” were of a variety, but the favorite of all my friends (who quickly learned to “happen by” my dorm room on Friday afternoons) were these:

Fudge Marble Chocolate Chip Cookies (shown above).

One of my friends referred to them as “heaven in a tin.”

I’ll see if I can find the recipe and post it later, but here’s the basic recipe:

“Cookies made out of fudge marble cake mix.”

The secret is the chocolate swirl. It’s like sex, in that it’s probably not something you’re going to get right the first time, but it will probably not be all that bad even if you screw it up. You have to mix just enough water into the chocolate packet (tricky part number 1) and then mix it into the rest of the cookie dough and mix it just enough to give it the swirled effect without turning them all dark brown (which does not taste as good, by far).

Anyway, enjoy the picture!

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