You know, the kind that have immaculately decorated houses (or just clean ones), bake fancy-looking, hard-to-pronounce French meals for dinner and whose only job is shop all day and find something to wear (which as a woman, we all know this can be a VERY strenuous task).
But alas, I’m not a housewife. Instead I’m a part-time cupcake employee and a full-time student that is becoming increasingly angry at my sudden lack of time to update this thing.
I mean, seriously? I know I have followers. I am like a cupcake prophet, teaching you all the ways of adorable decorating and easy shortcuts in baking. You guys totally look up to me, right? And I’m letting you down with my extended absence.
Trust me, it was disgusting me. Each day I was like, itching to get on here and bake something for my internet followers. But each day I had annoying time-sucking activities to do like assist customers in their cupcake choices at work, or catch up on my DVR list of Degrassi (guilty pleasure that carried over from adolescence) and Real Housewives of Orange County (guilty pleasure that stemmed from my domesticity… which is ironic since they have none of the stuff).
But then again, being a housewife would have its downfalls… like always getting manicures (I hate fake nails); always making French dishes (after awhile, I’d really have a hankering for a hot dog or some Kraft Mac n Cheese); and always having a clean house (while I love clean houses, I hate cleaning. And seriously, sometimes I would just wanna leave the dirty house and go shopping, which would never, ever be a downfall).
Honestly, I think I have all the wrong ideas about housewivery. While the ladies in Orange County think it’s about regular boob maintenance and competitive shopping, the ladies in my town think it means soccer mom chauffeur while blasting country music and reading magazines while walking on the treadmill at the gym. (Newsflash: if you’re reading at the gym, you’re not working out).
But if I were a housewive, I would take it to a whole new awesome level. I’d be the crazy, tatted housewife who had the cool house that was clean but not too clean, who avoided children’s soccer games like the plague and instead took my pooch to the dog park, and shopped in moderation, but baked up things constantly. Things like these chocolate chip cookie dough bon bons, which I am pretty sure most housewives don’t make, but should.
I got this idea after seeing a whole bunch of cake ball recipes and wondered if there was another way I could take this bite-sized ball fetish to a new level. And by bite-sized ball fetish, I am talking about FOOD, not … well, google it if you’re that interested in any other possibilities.
The recipe originated from the blog C is for Coffee and I am so glad I found it because these things are ridiculously good. Mine turned out a little flatter than round, but that’s okay because they still taste superfantastically amazing. Housewife or not, you need to make them.
Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Bon Bons
1/2 c butter, at room temperature
3/4 c packed light brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 tsp salt
2 cups flour
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 c chocolate chips (can use mini, if on hand)
1 container Baker’s Dipping Milk Chocolate
1. Cream together the butter and sugar in a bowl until light and fluffy, about 2 minutes. Add in salt and vanilla and blend. Begin gradually adding the flour, alternating with condensed milk, and beat until combined after each addition. Stir in chocolate chips.
2. Refrigerate the dough for about 45 minutes to one hour so it’s less sticky to handle. Once chilled, shape dough into small, 1-inch balls and place in an airtight container. Layer the bon bons with wax paper, if needed. Freeze for at least three hours.
3. Remove bon bons from freezer. Following package information, melt dipping chocolate. Dip half of the bon bons into melted chocolate and place on a wax-paper lined baking sheet. Freeze or refrigerate until chocolate is hardened. Store in freezer in an airtight container up to three weeks.
They may not be perfectly rounded, fully dipped, or made by a housewife, but these bon bons are freakin’ good. And the best part is, they’re a cinch to make and don’t have a tongue-twisty French name, yet they’re still super impressive