Desserts to me should always be whimsical and please that hungry inner child in all of us.
My hungry inner child is often found staring at me with a glint in her eye daring me to come up with some sinfully delicious and completely outrageous new dessert.
And when she has that look in her eye I have no choice but to simply concede and let my stomach do all the thinking…
Lately she has been on a real oreo kick.
Scene opens
MY SISTER: “There’re made with Biscoff spread, you know from Biscoff cookies”
ME: “You mean Bisotti cookies”
MY SISTER: “No, I mean Biscoff cookies”
ME: “Your saying Bis…cot…ti, right”
MY SISTER: “NO!! BIS…COFF!!!”
ME: “BISCOTTI??”
MY SISTER: “BISCOFF!!!!!!”
ME: “BIS…COFF?!”
MY SISTER: “YES!! BISCOFF”
ME: “Oh...OK!…Now, what the hell is BISCOFF?”
Fade to Black
ANSWER: They are a seriously delicious cookie with a cinnamon undertone and crisp texture…and some mad food scientist decided to take those cookies, puree them up with some oil, flour and more sugar and create a peanut butter like spread that should be highly illegal in at least 20 states…
