Happy Monday ya’ll. It’s been quite the dreary overcast day here so I’ve taken full advantage of it and spent my entire day inside baking. There is also a winter storm on the way so what better way to snuggle up with some hot cocoa and eat some sweets, am I right? If we’re being honest, I really don’t like winter, Like at all, but I’ll definitely partake in the fuzzy socks, hot cocoa, and movie nights on the couch during a snowfall. There’s just something so comforting about it. Especially with freshly baked 7-layer bars just waiting for me to dig in. Yes please. Usually at this time of year I’ve already made 7-layer bars more times than I can count. However, due to the pandemic, I can’t say I’ve made them once this year. This recipe makes 24 large bars or 48 small bars so it’s a hefty recipe for just one person to indulge in. So, with Thanksgiving coming up this week, I thought why not make them today and be ahead of the game for Thursday. Kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. I get my sugar fix and my family gets theirs for Thanksgiving. Win Win.
Can we just take a minute on this dreary Sunday evening to appreciate the simplicity but deliciousness of scotcharoos? Like, seriously, everybody loves them. At first thought you kind of think of them as a “kids” treat, but every time someone brings them to an event, the adults go wild too. It’s unreal. It’s like a bunch of caged animals were set free. That’s exactly why I rarely make these in my house, not because I don’t like them, but because I will find myself in the kitchen at 2:00am eating them when I in fact got up for a glass of water. I’m that caged animal. It’s me. I’m completely uncontrollable and I’m not even afraid to say it.
Happy Hump Day! With things starting to normalize a bit more for some (not so much for others) I’m thinking we all can come to an agreement on one thing. PB&J’s are just the greatest invention ever, aren’t they? With school starting up again and kids getting ready to go back in some form or another, I figured this would be the perfect time to share one of my favorite recipes with you. If I’m certain about anything right now, whether you’re going to in person classes or doing your classes virtual, PB&J is bound to be in your schedule. PB&J was a staple in my life growing up, and was literally the only sandwich I would allow my mom to send me to school with. I truly never got sick of it. Even now, I LOVE peanut butter and jelly. Sometimes (most of the time) when I make one for Oliver, I make one for myself too. I can’t help myself, they’re just too good. Something about the combination is just so comforting and so nostalgic. It almost doesn’t get any better. …Until today. Because today, I’m letting you in on a little secret.