I just finished my peppermint patties. Let me rephrase, I just finished cleaning the kitchen after dipping the peppermint patties. What a mess. I never claimed to be neat in the kitchen. Quite the opposite. I’m told that is exactly like my Nana Stout.
It’s become somewhat of a christmas tradition. How many years does it take before it becomes tradition? I decided a few years ago to make treats to send for gifts. Money was low and I wanted something different. I made peppermint patties Oreo truffles, and fudge I think. Everyone loved it. Especially the peppermint patties.
I made them for two reasons. My Nana and Pap always had peppermint patties. Nana would freeze them so Pap didn’t eat them so fast. That made them sort of a way to honor them, or include them at christmas. Also they were quite expensive in the store.
Although they were good that year they looked terrible. I couldn’t get them to dip. I ended up having to drizzle the chocolate on them with a spoon, then my chocolate got white streaks. *sigh*
This year went better though. My chocolate isn’t streaked with white, and I was able to dip them. Still not pretty though. That’s okay. I’d much rather something look not as great but taste wonderful. It is such a disapointment when something looks pretty but tastes awful.
Nana always told me taste mattered way more, that and the intention and love behind the food. I couldn’t agree more.
I think i’m going to try a simple small shape next batch. Small christmas tree or star maybe? Something that fits better on the fork to dip than a circle does. Still need to roll my dough thicker.