Now I could sit here and make a bunch of excuses why I am two days late again with this post. But I’ll just cut to the chase. It’s Walter White’s fault. I don’t know why I started watching Breaking Bad, but I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I’m almost done with Season 3, and based on the level of cookie addicts I have at work, I think I could use some of Walter White’s distribution tactics to take over cookie territory on this side of Boston. Then … the world. All I need is to get on the inside with the cookie cartel and I need a relative in the Cookie Enforcement Administration (CEA) and then I’ll be all set.
Now I don’t want to go to extremes here. But I think it’s pretty safe to say these Fluffternutter Bars are my version of Heisenberg’s blue meth. I saw them on confessionsofacookbookqueen.com and knew I had to make them. I had to separate two batches because some of my coworkers honor Columbus Day and I feared for my life if they showed up Tuesday morning having missed this week’s cookies. Monday’s batch was gone within an hour, and this morning the second batch lasted less than 45 minutes. Some quotes from my taste testers:
“This is the best thing that has ever touched my lips” “THE BEST ONE YET” “Didn’t even make it back to the fifth floor before that thing was gone”
I have to agree. These Fluffernutter bars pack a mean peanut buttery punch with a cup of peanut butter, Reese’s Pieces and peanut butter chips. Completely addicting and mind blowing to any peanut butter lover.
- 2 sticks salted butter, slightly softened
- 1 cup smooth peanut butter
- 1 1/4 cup packed brown sugar
- 1 cup granulated sugar
- 2 tsp vanilla
- 4 large eggs
- 3 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 tablespoon baking powder
- 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 cup peanut butter chips
- 1 cup Reese’s Pieces candies
- 13 oz Fluff
Step 1: Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Cream together butter, sugars and peanut butter. Add in eggs and vanilla and mix well.
Step 2: Sift together the dry ingredients and add to the wet mixture until well incorporated.
Step 3: Add in the peanut butter chips. Then fold in the Reese’s Pieces, being careful not to overmix and crush them completely.
Step 4: Grease a 13×9 inch glass baking dish. Take about two-thirds of the dough and spread it evenly in the bottom of the pan.
Step 5: Take the marshmallow fluff and in a micro-wave safe container, heat it and stir every 20 seconds until it is easily spreadable. Spoon evenly over the batter and spread.
Step 6: Spoon the remaining dough on top of the fluff in large spoonfuls, and then using a spatula spread as evenly as possible. You can take a sharp knife and drag it through the batter to create a swirl effect. Bake about 30 minutes or until the edges are golden brown. Some of the fluff will most likely pop up through the cracks and darken, but that’s okay.
Now the hardest part, when you take these out of the oven you must let them cool. They are delicious warm, but just as good if not better the next day when they have solidified a bit. These are hearty cookie no matter how small you cut the bar, but even after inhaling these giant bars people were coming back for more.
The one major beef that I have with Breaking Bad is some of the unnecessary blood and gore, in my opinion. Tuco’s cousins with their axes was too much for me to handle. Luckily, Colleen was on the other couch telling me when I could look, when I should keep my eyes shut, and taking pictures without me knowing. Also, that is not a snuggie. I apparently just really love navy blue everything.
In between Breaking Bad marathons, I did actually get up from my couch this weekend. On Saturday my doubles partner and I who have now earned the nickname of “young animals” and “the working girls” continued our winning streak as the undefeated doubles team. I love a little competition. Obviously I made a trip to Home Depot on Sunday to get some flowers for the front pot since I usually remember to water it for about a week before I neglect it, the flowers die, and I need to replant. Watering plants for me is like flossing. Right before and after a trip to the dentist, I floss like a pro. Then I just forget. The sucky part about not flossing is then you have to pay $90 to get the world’s tiniest cavity filled. And if you think I’m bad about blood on TV, you should have seen me last Tuesday at the Dentist pretending to be brave and go novicane-less, which lasted for about 20 seconds before I believe my exact words were “stop stop, shoot me up with that sweet numbing juice doctor.” And then I spent the rest of the afternoon poking the left side of my face which was numb and sending snapchats to my mom showing how I couldn’t feel my face. It’s shocking I am still single, right?