What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
~ John Steinbeck
The week and a half off for the holidays made for a rough wake up last Monday morning. It didn’t help that the temperature had dropped to bitter in what seemed like the blink of an eye. That was a multiple snooze alarm morning and I pretty much dragged through the day until it was time to go to bed again. I started to perk up around about Wednesday knowing I was only two days away from the weekend.
On Friday morning I walked past the office and saw a few teachers huddled around looking at something. Of course I had to go have a gander. And there it was…. the order form for Girl Scout cookies. I think I let out an audible gasp. In all the months since my celiac diagnosis, I hadn’t thought of this moment…. the moment I realized that my Girl Scout cookie days are over. It was the second time in less than a month that I wanted to cry over something I couldn’t eat. Back in the good old days, I was a 9 year old girl’s dream: “Mrs. Bruton, want to buy some cookies?” Sure! I’ll have two of each! I never turned any of those little girls down. All in the name of good commerce of course…
I turned on my heel and went back to my classroom. Thankfully Google was close by and it never disappoints. In 0.59 seconds, it produced about 106,000 results for a query of “gluten free Samoas”. I perused for a minute, did a quick copy & paste, and smiled knowing I had my Sunday morning baking all planned out.
Thank goodness for culinary mavens like the Minimalist Baker. Her gluten free Samoas are quick, simple and delicious. A quick mix of some almond flour with the dry ingredients:
A hearty whisking of the egg:
Combine wet with dry:
Refrigerate for 15 minutes and place on baking sheet:
Bake for 10 – 12 minutes:
Drizzle with caramel and melted chocolate. Clearly my drizzling skills still need some work.. to which I say, maybe next time…. I couldn’t wait to taste one of these beauties:
I didn’t use her recipe for the Bourbon caramel, primarily because I didn’t have any Bourbon on hand… and I wasn’t going to venture out on a Sunday morning in search of any.. Instead I used a recipe with coconut milk and maple syrup. You can find it here. Honestly, the only thing missing from this cookie is the center cutout hole. Of course I could take my tiny little cutter and make those holes, but that surely would have led to a dozen little cutouts in my belly as my discipline is slim to none.. As it was, before I even started baking them, I had to stand in my kitchen and put up my three fingers and take the Girl Scout vow: On my honor, I will try.. Not to eat this entire batch in one day…
So thank you Girl Scouts for the inspiration, and thank you Minimalist Baker for making life with celiac a whole lot easier.