Two weeks ago, we put out a request for you to name our new cookie. Thanks to everyone who submitted such informative, clever, and funny suggestions! And the new name of the cookie formerly known as the Vegan-Flourless-Peanut-Butter-Chocolate-Chip-Cookie is. . . . . . Peanut Butter Copperfields, the name suggested by Richard - here's his magical and mindful reasoning below:
These cookies are called Copperfields.
You told me what the trick was going to be beforehand: vegan, flourless, and low on sugar. I was skeptical. I kept looking for the wires. I kept looking for the mirrors or the body double. But after three bags of these cookies I am still amazed at how it's done. They're possibly the tastiest cookies you've ever had.
That's some epic prestidigitation. I've never been so exhilarated by a disbelievable absence.
It's like David Copperfield making the Statue of Liberty disappear in your mouth.
Also consider variations, such as "The Chocolate Chip Copperfield" or "Peanut Butter Copperfields."
Did we choose this name because it is catchy, creative, and accurate? Or was it chosen out of some sort of psychological capitulation to his initial, declarative sentence: These cookies are called Copperfields. Either way; Thank You Richard Penner!
It's hot and humid here in Omaha. My skin thrills me with the way it weeps, or maybe salivates, to keep me cool. As a person who just started using air conditioning three years ago, I still feel guilty about being cool in my house, let alone the guilt that can accompany baking cookies in the middle of a sweaty afternoon. But there resides in the sky a star whose bulk can burn skin and soil, but if harnessed gently, can also bake a cookie. Today, I pulled out my sun oven and baked a batch of Peanut Butter Copperfields on the back patio.