Eat, Read, and Be Mommy

That is, indeed, the sad story of these treats.  They sounded good to me when I found the recipe; the batter tasted good while I was making them; they were pretty fantastic when they came out of the oven.  And it really wasn’t their fault that I woke up the next morning and–bam!–was no longer in the mood for peanut butter.

It was a crying shame, really.  These Chocolate Peanut Butter Revel Bars were delightful warm–with a nice cold glass of milk, no less–and they should have tasted wonderful to me the next day.  The problem was that I made treats two nights in a row, and when I woke up Saturday morning, I was definitively in the mood for Thursday’s treats, and Thursday’s treats and Friday’s treats were quite different, flavor-wise!  On the other hand, those attending the baptism for which I made Friday’s treats (including my girlies) had NO such issue.  Neither did my husband.  So on the whole, this recipe still gets an enthusiastic thumbs up from us all!

[By the way, I reviewed this post for typos and realized just how often I use the word “really.”  I cut out two instances of it, but at least two remain.  (I realize this is not at all relevant, but my 11th grade history teacher, Mr. Bennett, liked the word “really” as well.  When I hear it in my head I hear him saying it, and his accent was inherited from both his Kentucky Baptist preacher father and his Rhode Island mother.  I’ve never heard anything quite like it.)  I’m going to go ahead and NOT review past posts for the same problem–there are some things you just don’t want to know–and I’m hoping for kindness from my occasional readers.  I write my posts a little late in the day for my mommy brain to be in top form.]

Oh, and by the way again?  I’m linking to one of the picture books I mentioned yesterday, because it’s lovely and meaningful and I can’t read it aloud without crying.  Just so you know.