If you don’t like this post – it’s Jacque’s fault!
As those of you in Blevins know, I sometimes like to bring something for the potluck that aligns somehow with one of the books we’ve read or is a favorite of the author. Walter Mosley got espresso chocolate brownies. Louise Penny got miniature croissants with chocolate sauce on the side. For the book Broken for You by Stephanie Kallos I was very pleased with my cupcakes adorned with shards of “glass” – made by melting Jolly Rancher candies and then breaking it up into sharp-looking pieces.
This month I was in the mood to do something fun but wasn’t sure what to make. I didn’t think I’d get an answer in time from John Scalzi about his favorite food and I figured the only way I would find out about Mary Shelley’s favorite would be if she communicated from beyond the grave. Not my cup of tea.
I decided that moon pies would be fun, except that all the commercially available moon pies have gelatin in them- that’s why I haven’t had a moon pie since I was a kid. So I headed to the internet and found a relatively straightforward recipe using marshmallow cream. Marshmallow cream is easy to make but purchasing a jar of marshmallow cream from the grocery store is even easier. I made the graham biscuit dough, rolled it out, cut it with a crimped cutter and baked. That turned out to be the easy part. Marshmallow cream is incredibly futzy to work with. First I tried to pipe it from a pastry bag, but getting the cream into the bag was just about impossible and having a star piping tip was worthless as the cream settled into a star-less blob anyway. I abandoned the bag and just used a spatula but at this point had cream all over. I had to put the sandwiches in the freezer for a bit and then I started the chocolate. I was really having trouble just dipping the whole cookie so I switched to icing the top and the sides with a spatula instead. I had chocolate EVERYWHERE (think both hands, handle to the double boiler, the counter, spoon, the spatula, the floor….). I had to use my teeth to pull up my sleeves at one point. There’s something to be said about having stuff made in factories with enrobing machines:

But in the end, it was very satisfying to make them and they turned out to taste great… quite rich so if I ever try this again, I’ll make them smaller. Of course, we’ll have to read another book about the moon!
Tell me about a favorite book and what food you would bring to represent it to a potluck!
