The Better Cookie+Oreo+Brownie = ???

I'm sad to say that I've held off on this post for a bit of time because I was unable to come up with catchy name for it. But honestly, who would bother to ponder the name of this creation? Exactly, no one...because they are too busy shoveling it in their mouth to care. Anyway, let's move on, shall we?

The majority of my fond memories from high school took place on our annual outdoor ed trips. We've been doing them since sixth grade, so that is 7 camping trips I've had to live through gotten the opportunity to take. Those who know me are aware that I'm more of a stiletto booties than hiking boots sort of girl. And even though that is the case, I've been able to put aside my love of fresh hotel linens for late nights of laughter and story telling under the stars with my best friends.

So how does this relate to this delicious creation? Hold on, I'm getting there. Because I'm The Better Martha, I was put in charge of the food for my group of five. I was inspired by this* dessert, but knew it probably wasn't going to be the easiest thing to transport. I put my thinking hat on, got crafty, and decided to make individual portions. With tall glasses of milk we ate them throughout the day. What else is expected when moms aren't around to tell us otherwise?

*The recipe and baking time remained the same, you just need to use a muffin pan instead of a baking pan. 

The Better Chocolate Chip Cookie

Such a classic, and yet I find so many people get it wrong. The perfect chocolate chip cookie should be petite with crisp edges and a soft middle. I don’t know where my local deli gets off selling huge crispy cookies that resemble hockey pucks more than they do cookies. I promise you the second I have my own home the smell of these decadent babies will always be lingering in the air.  

Just like the  I made not too long ago, I could hear my brother in the kitchen at all hours grabbing one or two to take back to his room. To the untrained eye he is a sensible and mature man, but I know better than to be fooled by his charming demeanor for he will always be my juvenile brother. 

The Better Peanut Buttery Cookie

Over the holiday break I learned that my very rational, very mature, older brother has the sweet tooth and will power of an 8 year old when it comes to cookies. Due to this revelation, I have become obsessed with perfecting the most classic cookies. I was very proud with the way these ones came out: crisp, buttery, and melt in your mouth with the perfect peanut flavor.