Whiskey Marshmallow, Caramel and Bacon Bark

Whiskey Marshmallow, Caramel & Bacon Bark  |  Amandeleine

So today is actually another episode in our saga of “When Amanda messes stuff up”.

You see, the picture above may look wonderfully gooey and delicious… and it was both gooey and delicious.

It was just a little… too… gooey…

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Peanut Butter Caramel Crunch Fudge

If my account with T-Mobile is deactivated, does that also mean it’s cancelled?

I asked Google and Bing these questions and neither of them had a satisfactory answer. All the “answers” just told me all the information I already knew about Early Termination Fees. I’ve already come to terms with paying your silly fees, as long as you let me cancel my account.

So I went straight to the source and called T-Mobile themselves. Turns out, uttering the word “Representative” in order to speak with a representative (which the automated voice assured me was the correct thing to do) does not actually connect you with a representative, but instead rings the line twice and then proceeds to drop your call.

How convenient.

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Fudgey Rolo Cookies

I’m experimenting again!

I had to.

I found Rolo Minis in the candy aisle and knew I had to bake them into something.

They’re such perfect tiny vessels of caramel, allowing for many possibilities. Brownies, cookies, cupcakes… their convenient size makes them easy to insert into all kinds of baked goods.

Due to my crippling indecision, their destiny was determined by Trevor. He picked cookies.

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Caramel Oatmeal Bars

I love food. Clearly. However, I am nervous to call myself a “foodie” as these days it seems to have a bit of a snobby connotation. Food snob, I certainly am not.  I’ll eat ramen and boxed mac & cheese by choice. My favourite french fries are McDonald’s. I realize that those are not the best french fries I’ve ever had in terms of quality and flavour, but I love them. They remind me of my childhood.

Also, Taco Bell isn’t as bad as it seems. Most of the time.

But one rule I generally follow in my baking is if I know I can do better than a box, I do it. Cake mix as an ingredient in a greater crust? Sure. Cake mix to make cake? No, no.

Confession time..

I bought a couple jars of caramel sauce and put them in these bars.

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Sweet & Salty Brownies

Do you see that picture right there?

*points enthusiastically*

That one with all the oozing caramel and the little sparkly flecks of salt. I want to swim in that picture, making my way through waves of salted caramel, climbing through rich dark chocolately layers of brownie.

I would happily eat my way out of that swimming pool.

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Chocolate Caramel Pretzel Tart

One day, carpooling on the way home from work with Trevor and Joe, we decided to indulge a little with a stop at New York Cupcakes, our favourite cupcake joint in town. (Fellow Seattlites, if you like Cupcake Royale better, I can accept that. If you like Trophy better? I’m afraid we need to have a talk.) “Indulge” may be the wrong word because it makes it sound as if it’s unusual for us to stop and get cupcakes on the way home when we carpool.

It’s usual for us to stop and get cupcakes on the way home when we carpool.

Luckily for my waistline, Joe has some crazy work hours most of the time and we don’t usually carpool.

Anyway, this one particular day the cupcake shop was closed early due to an impending snow “storm” (2-in snow = “storm” in Seattle). I can still picture it clearly, Joe reading the handwritten sign, raising his fists in the air and howling in agony outside their doors at his discovery. A lone worker cleaning up shop heard his pained exclamation and quickly moved to the door, a box in hand. It was box full of half a dozen cupcakes.

Half a dozen free cupcakes, in apology for the early closure.

They all were the same flavour, but we didn’t care, they were free. Also, as we soon discovered, it was the sort of flavour you didn’t mind having six of. A moist chocolate cake, frosted with chocolate buttercream, topped with a layer of crushed pretzels and drizzled with caramel. Through a mouthful of cupcake, I asked Trevor what his opinion was of a full-sized chocolate/caramel/pretzel layer cake. He turned me down in favour of a different idea.

“A chocolate pretzel pie” he declared.

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