By now we have all made the basic peanut butter, egg and sugar cookies, right? The crowd was asking for chocolate chips tonight, so I thought I’d crack out Paula Deen’s old peanut butter recipe, as it has no flour!
Let me tell you how I feel about flour right now. Last night, I went to Sprouts (an “earthy” kind of grocery store) and fully stocked up on all flours gluten-free. By the way, I should mention that I have sent gluten packing. I lost four pounds the first week I dumped what I believe has been the cause of some, uh…digestive issues. Anyway, back to Sprouts. My cart was full of flours, with the exceptions of millet and black bean flours, apparently those aren’t as common as they sound. As soon as I got home, I got crackin’ on what looked to be a great recipe! Gluten free mini cherry muffins. Yum!
My hands look like they belong to PigPen after pitting a few cups of cherries by hand. 30 hours later and the stains don’t seem to be moving. Especially the lovely stains under my nails. (Jody, WHY, oh WHY couldn’t I have just spent the $30 on that stupid cherry pitter?)
I made the cherry muffins, measuring the weight by grams, following all directions only to end up with. (Meek folk, cover your eyes here), total CRAP! Those muffins tasted more like salty cornbread biscuits meant to feed the first passengers of The Mayflower.
So no, not feelin’ the flour tonight.
- 1 cup peanut butter
- 1 egg
- ½ cup agave nectar, pure maple syrup, honey or a good combo
- ½ cup raw or (gasp) white sugar
- ½ a bag or so of gluten free chocolate chips
- Mix all the goods together and bake for 13-15 minutes at 375. They will be soft when you transfer them to a cooling rack, but will eventually crisp up. These cookies are chewy and full of flavor. Total rave reviews from all three boys.
I am Presbyterian, so luckily I don’t have to take part in confession. If I did, Father would have to find out I ate four of these!
Now for the fun stuff.
If you don’t have elementary school kids, you may not know the wisdom I am about to impart on you. My kids have been singing the parts of this song they can remember Lionel Richie style. All. Night. Long.
My boys are surrounded by awesome little girls in our hood. Dallas has been married at least a few times, knows how to play house, wedding, ball and now, he can jam with the other hand clappers.
I’ll add the words below, but you can watch an awesome video of our household song thanks to Cocojams.com.