I Dip, You Dip, We Dip*
I know what you’re thinking right now.
“Say what?” you’re asking yourself. “Erin’s writing this post? I didn’t even think she had a kitchen.”
And I know, right? Everything about this seems to fly in the face of conventional logic. It’s like we’ve suddenly been thrust into some crazy alternate universe where plants eat people and cats chase dogs and I know anything about food preparation beyond how to read the instructions for microwaving.
Yet here I am, about to give you folks a recipe.
Ok, it probably doesn’t hurt that this is just about the easiest, most foolproof recipe on the face of the planet and requires absolutely no use of the oven, which is good, because that’s where we keep our board games.
Katie introduced me to these dessert balls when she brought them in for a work potluck and a fistfight almost broke out over them (okay, so I started it–but I can’t help that I get territorial about food). And since I’m going to an honest-to-goodness slumber party tonight, I decided that it would be the perfect occasion to share the disgustingly decadent wealth.
The original recipe can be found on Tasty Kitchen. But my version comes with witty commentary. So there.
Anyhoo, hang onto your panties, people, cause away we go…
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Truffles
You’ll need to somehow procure the following ingredients. Go to the grocery store, steal ‘em from your neighbor’s house, whatevs. I’m not here to judge:
- 2-½ cups All-purpose Flour
- 1-½ teaspoon Baking Soda
- 1 teaspoon Salt
- 1 cup Butter (at room temperature)
- ¾ cups White Sugar
- ¾ cups Packed Brown Sugar
- 1 teaspoon Vanilla
- ⅓ cups Milk (or Soy Milk, if you’re feeling funky)
- 1 cup Mini Semi-sweet Chocolate Chips
- 14 ounces (weight) Dark Chocolate Candy Coating
- Waxed Paper and a Baking Sheet or two (this recipe makes about 70 truffles)
- A few Toothpicks, or some other stabby device
Got everything? Ok, let’s do this.
1. Dump your butter, sugar and brown sugar into a large bowl and mix with an electric mixer on low to medium speed until everything’s well blended.
It should look like this:
By the way, this is an egg-less recipe so feel free to eat all the dough you want while you’re making it. Not that the threat of salmonella has ever stopped anyone before, amiright?
2. Add in the milk and vanilla.
3. Then stir in the baking soda, flour and salt.
Expert Tip: If your bag of flour still doesn’t open after the third attempt, feel free to go all Hulk Mania on it and accidentally punch a hole in the side of the bag. It won’t help anything, but it’ll relieve some stress.
4. Put your bowl in the kitchen sink to contain the mess and mix all that nonsense on low speed until it looks like this:
I get to lick the beater now, right?
5. Dump in the chocolate chips and spoon-stir until they’re well mixed.
6. Here’s where you’re going to get a little ‘handsy’ (in a good baking way, not a creepy-stranger-on-the-bus kind of way). Form one-inch balls of dough and place them on a baking sheet lined with waxed paper. It may help to lightly coat your hands in flour before trying this.
7. Now stick those suckers in the freezer for 30 minutes and take some time to contemplate the crazy world we live in where I’m doling out useful recipe advice. Hah! Insanity, right??
8. Also during this downtime, gets to melting your Dark Chocolate Candy Coating according to the instructions on the package. I used Log House Chocolate CandiQuick Coating, which just so happened to come in its own microwaveable tray. Um, fewer dishes to wash? Holla’!
9. Once the chocolate is nice and gooey and thoroughly melted, resist the urge to plow face-first into it, pull your balls out (huh huh) of the freezer and get to dipping! I used a toothpick because, well, I’m just fancy like that. But you can use a fondue stick, fork or whatever sharp, stabby utensil works best for you.
**A Word of Caution: If you’re anything like me, this part will get extremely messy so I recommend treating your kitchen like a murder scene. Put a heavy-duty tarp down on the floor, cover everything on your counter in saran wrap and put on a shower cap. Go naked if you must. (Just don’t tell anyone you did until after they’ve already tried them.)**
10. Dip each cookie dough ball individually, tap the excess chocolate off, and return it to the lined baking sheet.
My balls started getting soft (huh huh) and unmanageable halfway through, so I just popped them back into the freezer for another 15 minutes and reheated the chocolate a bit.
11. Once they’re all done, put the tray in the fridge and chill them until the chocolate coating’s nice and firm. Transfer them to an airtight container and store them in the fridge for up to one week.
And I shall call you “Breakfast”.
Now go forth and make as many ball-dipping jokes as you can.
* By the way, I had a way nastier title for this post but it made even me blush so I decided to keep it to a clean Old Skool rap reference.
To all the impressionable children reading this blog: You’re welcome.
And: Where the heck are your parents?
Hi-LAR-ious!!!!!!!!! You crack me up!
Thanks Rachel! Glad someone around here appreciates me. ;)
YUm- Mee! I cannot wait to try them! And do tell the “nastier title” :) Perhaps in a game of truth or dare later, or skeletons in the closet…idk…i’m just trying to think of all the cheesy games I used to play at slumber parties! WOOT WOOT!
Haha, I’m sure you’ll be able to get it out of me. Oh MAN, I SO wish I still had that old 80s game Girl Talk!!
Slumber parties have really changed since 1985 when we played “light as a feather stiff as a board” and played dress up with mom’s size 8 black pumps from payless. Now its smokin stogies on the deck while discussing our emerging wrinkles and how much we spent on our arsenal of anti-gravity “creams”. Atleast that is how the night started – after a delicious respectable dinner by Christine, tasty chocolate balls by Erin, and polishing off an entire bottle of Little Black Dress Cabernet I found myself (and the rest of the room) right back to 1985. Dancing around the kitchen, into the basement, spinning around on poles that are more structural than stripper, and past out cold on the couch by 10pm. Awake again about 10:15 – head in the toilet by 10:17 – still feeling terrible today (Sunday 8:43am) and may I add this party was on FRIDAY! Although it was a great time…I should have stopped at two glasses, washed my face, put on that car payment priced cream, and went to bed like any respectable 30 year old should. However, I had fun and cant wait till the next sleep over – and more of Erin’s tasty balls!!!
Haha, I was wondering how you were feeling the next day! If it’s any consolation, you were hilarious. In addition to the long list of quotes we have from you, at one point, you woke up from being passed out on the couch to look over at Elisabeth and say “You’re–you’re just very small right now.”
We totally need to make slumber parties a regular thing–and next time, we have to stay up past midnight!
i am rediculous! More wine please!!! ;)