Showing posts with label Buffy the dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buffy the dog. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

No-Bake Peanut Butter–Oatmeal Cookies: The Christmassy Version!

Middle of December: As you can imagine, in addition to work and all the other stuff I’m doing, I’ve been completely busy making cookies, which is a great deal of my overall holiday “gift-giving” effort. I’ve made three kinds of lebkuchen; I’ve made springerles; I’ve made billy goats. I’ve made date-nut bars, rum balls, orange balls, and more. (Wait: I haven’t given you the recipe for orange balls yet? That’s another “must-have” cookie!)

This year, in part because Mrs. Ferber is feeling much better than she did last year (yay!!!) and is making her own cookies again, I’ve decided not to make a bunch of the ones she usually makes. Which frees me up a little to make some other types.

So this year one of my “extras” is the famous chocolate and peanut butter no-bake cookies I told you about back in 2009 when this blog was only three months old!

I won’t repeat the recipe now, since you can find it on my earlier post.

However, because these cookies, though delicious, aren’t very attractive, or Christmassy-looking, I did want to show you how I doctored them up, so they’ll look nice on the cookie platter I set out for guests!



And here’s the fun part: Back in 2009, if you recall, I wrote about how Sue’s brother-in-law referred to these shapeless chocolate-brown, gooey-looking blobs as “yard sausages.”

You know—“yard sausages” is a euphemism among dog owners for the “presents” that dogs leave in the yard for you to inadvertently step in.

So we’d be sitting around the big dining room table, and the cookie tray would be there, and Gene would say, “Please pass me one of the yard sausages.”

It’s true that they aren’t much to look at, but this year, with the decorations, I think they’re much prettier!



But I suppose it could simply be that the dog “got into the Christmas decorations”! I’ve heard of dogs having glitter in their poop after the holidays. If fact, I chose the silvery sprinkles because it kind of looked like tinsel.

There! Now you have another lovely picture to go with these cookies!

But seriously, now, these are really good! Bon appétit!



This post is dedicated to the memory of Buffy Davis: Gone but never forgotten.



Friday, May 22, 2009

“Yard Sausages”

. . . Better Known as No-Bake Peanut Butter–Oatmeal Cookies

It’s been getting warmer here. And with Memorial Day weekend upon us, it’s time to start thinking of cookies that don’t require baking.

Sue’s brother-in-law calls these “yard sausages” because of the way they look. The Davises used to have an elderly dog, Buffy, who had to be let out real often for you-know-what. She was a sweet, fat old dog with soft, loving eyes, but you had to watch your step when you walked in their yard. You know what I mean.

Now: Once you shake the image of a squatting Buffy out of your mind and try one of these cookies, you’ll agree these are really good.

This recipe came from The Southern Living Cookbook, compiled and edited by Susan Carlisle Payne (Birmingham, Ala.: Oxmoor House, 1987). Everyone knows that Southern Living has lots of excellent recipes.

But most directly, this recipe came to me via Sue’s mom, who generally didn’t appreciate having her cookies compared to doggie doo. I copied it from her at Christmas 1997—back when Buffy was still around, bless her sweet heart.

The Recipe

2 c. sugar
1/4 c. cocoa
1/4 c. butter or margarine
1/2 c. milk
2 1/2 c. regular oats, uncooked
3/4 c. crunchy peanut butter
2 tsp. vanilla extract

Combine sugar, cocoa, butter, and milk in a heavy saucepan; stir well. Cook over medium heat until mixture comes to a boil, and boil 1 minute. Stir in oats, peanut butter, and vanilla. Drop dough by heaping teaspoonfuls onto lightly greased wax paper; cool thoroughly. Yield: about 4 dozen.

Note: I certainly hope I’m not going to get in trouble with Southern Living for quoting a recipe from them; I’ve credited them, right? And said nice things about their high-quality publications, right? And my genuine endorsement of this recipe amounts to a glowing review, right? (Big, ingratiating smile.)