Now the original name of these brownies is “slutty” brownies and “lady of the night” brownies. I am really not sure where that name comes from unless it is the fact that you feel downright bad about yourself for making them let alone eating one. I didn’t not let such a notion stop me. I mean…chocolate chip cookie dough, double Stuf oreos and brownies? Umm…sounds like a dream come true to me. But truthfully, these things are sinful so I can kind of see why such a name. But for the sake of any aunts, uncles, friends’ parents from elementary school who might follow my blog I am going to call them Naughty brownies. Also, my 10 year old gets on my Cajun Mama facebook page from time to time and also reads my blog, and I really not ready to answer questions about that name. And they are naughty, so this name is appropriate. Anyway, Big Daddy was going to the store this morning to get some stuff for his boat and he asked if I needed anything. I said yes, 2 packs of double stuf oreos. He immediately got a worried look on his face and asked if i was ok. He knows that Oreos are my weakness and a bad day could send me into the position. Hunched over a glass of milk dunking oreo after oreo. I told him I was fine. I am making brownies. He didn’t ask any more questions. He just went and then came home with a pack of double stuf Oreos and then…gasp a package of Mega stuf Oreos. Seriously? Who knew they made those. Luckily my kids love oreos too, so between putting them in the brownies and my kids’ attacking them like a pack of starved gorillas…no worries about having them around the house. Ok…I made these brownies once before when I first found them on Pinterest. I don’t think I cooked them long enough and the batch was too small so I kind of felt meh about them. That was before Cajun Mama. I felt like it was my responsibility to try them again and report the results to you all. So…it was tough but I muddled through. I took one for the team. ha ha ha! 🙂 Much better results this time with a few changes to the recipe.
Also, this is NOT my brainchild. I wish I could claim ownership of such a devilish concoction, but I am not a genius. i do not know where this originated from but I will give you my take on it and i made some changes so to whomever came up with this recipe…my hat is off to you!!
One recipe of Nestle Toll House cookie dough (off the back of the nestle toll house semi sweet chocolate chips package)
one package of Double Stuf Oreos
One family size package of Betty Crocker chewy brownie mix
LIne one 13 x 9 baking pan with parchment paper. Leave some sticking out on each side so you can use it for handles to lift the brownies out the pan later. Trust me. Preheat your oven to 350 degrees.
Make cookie dough according to Nestle Tollhouse directions. Press cookie dough into pan. Lay enough Oreos on top of cookie dough to amply cover the cookie dough. Like this…
Next, make your brownie batter according to package directions. Pour brownie batter on top of Oreos. Make sure you spread it evenly over the Oreos and cookie dough. Pop your pan in the oven and bake for about 40 minutes. Check them for doneness and continue to cook in 10 minute increments until done. You will know they are done when the brownies start to separate from the parchment paper and you don’t see any gooey brownie dough when you look at them. Mine took about 50 minutes to be done. I made a bigger batch than what the original called for and they cut much better and more evenly. Plus more to share. Win! This batch turned out perfectly. I let them cool for about 30 minutes and then I took each end of parchment paper and put that on a cutting board. I then used my beloved Pampered Chef spatula and cut them into squares while simultaneously shooing little hands away until I was done. Seriously…little people and big men come out of the woodwork when these are done. Proceed with caution. So. devilishly good. Also these would be precious with the seasonal oreos (thought they will not be double stuf) for a little added color. Hope you enjoy them.
Aren’t they lovely? These taste even better than they look. Promise
Cajun MAMA side note…So I woke up too early this morning. Big Daddy had woken up and then my little bull followed suit. Little Bull wanted a pot pie from the freezer of all things for breakfast. So BD heated it up for them. He had no way of knowing that Cookie loves potpies and i had bought that one for her. She of course woke up this morning and decided she HAD to have it for breakfast. That is how I ended up at Walmart at 7 a.m. in the frozen food aisle buying another potpie. So naturally, me being the talkative Cajun I am even without coffee, I share this with the sweet checkout lady. She gives me a knowing look and tells me “honey. stop spoiling them children. They gonna always expect you to do this stuff for them.” I took her words to heart. She went on to tell me she knows what she is talking about as a 53 year old experienced mom. I have no doubt she does. I also have no doubt I probably go too far to please my kids sometimes. I find it hard to see the line sometimes. I often wonder if I am the only one. Am I too self indulgent? Then I see someone else doing something for their kids and I realize no…I am a mom. Moms do those things. Do our kids take us for granted? Sure. They are too young to understand why we do it…they just know we do it. Was going to WM at 7 a.m. on Saturday morning to replace that potpie too much effort for my child who is already struggling to find her place and identity? I don’t think so. I want her to know she is worthwhile. I want her to feel valued. It is the same reason we moms and dads do any of the stuff we do. Because we are laying the foundation for their tomorrow. Does it ensure their love for the long haul? Maybe. I don’t know. All I know is that I cannot give her everything. I won’t. I cannot give her a pony. I cannot order everything she wants from the PB Teen catalog. Even if we could afford it, I would not. That is not realistic. I am limiting what Santa brings this year because all that excess is unnecessary and eventually setting me up for having to give more and more. But I CAN go replace a potpie that was her’s and that I bought because she loves them that got eaten. I can do that. I try hard to live my life doing what I can with what I have where I am. That is all I can do. Same reason on Saturday when I am too tired to really care, I make trashy brownies, cajun bean and ham soup, a cheese dip for the game. If it is the small things that become the big things, then I think I am going to make it. We all will. Those things I can do. ~AMB