If my calculations are correct, almonds + coconut + chocolate will either equal sweet oblivion or my demise. More likely the latter.
Last year I was on a bender with candy bars. Filling my daily chocolate quota with the likes of Almond Joy, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, and Snickers. Practically veering off the road anytime I spied a mini mart. Never passing up 2 for $1.
The only problem with this sweet addiction, other than the trans fat collecting in my arteries, was that empty candy wrappers replaced my love of baking. I felt somewhat blue when friends stopped by to say hello and all I had to offer them was a Nutrageous. What happened to the homemade sour cherry pie and handmade truffles I once kept covered on my counter? What’s a neighbor to do when I can’t even supply them with that cup of sugar?
That just wouldn’t do.
So I gave myself a good stern talking to, fetched my apron, and got back to basics. Okay I didn’t get the apron, but only because I like to live on the edge (and apparently pay $6.99 for stain removers). I baked, putting a creative spin on my desperate dependency on 59 cent packaged milk chocolate.
I whipped up whoopie pies that tasted of peanut butter cups, dark chocolate mousse as billowy as the filling of a 3 Musketeers, and the sweet almond joy confections pictured here.
Addiction curbed? Not quite. Addiction morphed? That’s more like it.
These chunky little cookies are everything delightful about almond joy candy bars- chocolate, coconut, and almonds. They’re dense and fudgy, sweet and supremely rich. Each chewy center sort of melts on your tongue. They’re meant for those folks who think chocolate is greater than or equal to total contentment.