Once upon a time, a little over seven years ago, my husband happened to see a recipe on Pinterest for Samoa/Caramel Delite copycat cookies. He said, “Wow! Those look awesome. Those are my favorite Girl Scout cookies.” So, my newlywed heart-eyes self decided that if my hubby-wubby wanted those cookies, by golly, I was going to make those cookies! “What a great Valentine’s Day present,” I thought.
We were also just starting to be “not-completely-broke,” so whatever I gave him for Valentine’s Day that year would definitely be handmade.
What a didn’t take into account is the fact that these are fairly labor-intensive cookies and I wanted them to be a surprise. Which meant hiding the ingredients in our tiny pantry/laundry closet and planning enough time to make them, wash the dishes, and hide the cookies until Valentine’s Day. Let me expand on that. We both worked full-time, plus I worked some weekends, and his schedule consisted of some weekends with a weekday or two off. Our laundry closet doubled as our pantry. Our sink was the tiniest, most useless sink ever for washing anything larger than a teacup. And I had to figure out a place to hide these cookies where he wouldn’t stumble upon them. Logistics were tricky.
These are multi-step cookies. I generally avoid anything that takes multiple recipes to get to the finished product, but I figured I would give it a try! These decadent desserts are cookies with a caramel/toasted coconut layer, that are dipped in chocolate. That equals a TON of dishes.
These cookies were turning into a labor of love.
The first year, I made them by the recipe, got the dishes washed, dried, and put away, and hid the cookies approximately 5 minutes before he got home from work. He loved them and was really excited that I made those amazing cookies for him.
I didn’t realize I’d be setting a precedent for the next several years, but each year, I make the Valentine’s Day special cookies, and each year, I nearly get caught!
This year (which I only realized was the seventh year of making them and not the sixth in the course of writing this post), I failed the surprise portion of my Valentine’s Day presentation. I had a long day
yelling at the children playing with the kids+trying to make cookies with my very eager helper, so I waved the white flag on the dishes. My husband saw the evidence of my baking on cookie sheets and cooling racks. But I played dumb and said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I had to alter the recipe this year…
I substituted 1/2 a cup of flax seed meal for 1/2 of a cup of flour
because we’re health nuts someone forgot to put flour on the grocery list after refilling the canister.
I used unsweetened coconut instead of sweetened coconut
to be healthier because I bought the wrong kind.
I made a 2/3 batch of caramel topping
so that the kids could have some plain chocolate dipped cookies because I only bought one bag of coconut and two bags of caramels instead of the other way around.
(Also, except for the first year, I don’t make them into donut shapes. Make your life easier and just do circles. You get more caramel topping that way.)
So, maybe this year I wasn’t totally on top of my game. But, the cookies turned out delicious, I remembered to get a card, and I’ve upheld our Valentine’s tradition another year! Minus the surprise factor. Not that it’s a surprise after 7 years, anyway, but I like to pretend it is! He still had to wait until this morning to have his cookies 🙂
Happy Valentine’s Day to my permanent roommate, forever wedding date, and father of our adorable children. Sorry you had to do the dishes for the cookies this year. I love you! The proof is in the cookies.