It’s been a wild few weeks over in this household. Christmas shopping is thankfully done, presents wrapped, holiday arrangements are made, new jobs started… Oh, had I not mentioned that yet?
Crazy as it may seem, I had the perfect job come knocking on my door at precisely the right moment. If you’ve been following along with me for the past six months, you may have picked up that I’ve been doing a bunch of freelance work for some great non-profit organizations while I figured out what I want to do for the next five years of my life. (Thinking beyond five years is just plain silly at this point. Really, did you know you’d be where you are five years ago?)
And finally, I found it.
When I got the call to interview, I was elated and surprised. Some time had passed since I had submitted my application, so I wasn’t expecting anyone to reach out, but the timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Fast forward through a lightning round of interviews over two days, a writing assignment, an offer, and now a little over a week on the job… I can safely say
I love my job.
I collect toys and give them away to kids in need. Millions and millions of toys. To lots and lots of kids. What’s not to love about that? I’m working with a great team of two brilliant women, and I can already tell there is a great year ahead and I couldn’t be more excited. There is a ton of work to do, but I do love keeping busy. And by busy I mean work on all the toy stuff, help my alma mater transition their online learning classes to a new system on nights and weekends, write my beloved blog after that, submit a few guest posts on other blogs, train for a half-marathon in the mornings and attempt to cook (something… sometime).
Which brings me to these peanut butter truffles.
I have had litte time to pause in the last 48 hours. I left one job to come home to another, and thank my lucky stars Mike was happy to cook for us while I caught up with the side gig. I now need to nod my head in honor of Chocolate Covered Katie for my second blogpost in a row, as her facebook update caught my eye at precisely the right moment. While Mike was whipping up dinner, he had opened the cupboard and yelled, “What’s with all the dates?! Are you going to eat these or what?”
I confess, I had bought two packages of dates several weeks back and never opened them. I had my first date just a few months ago, given to me by my former-professor-turned-friend while I helped her out with her museum’s benefit. They’re powerfully sweet and I wanted to try them in a recipe, but hadn’t gotten around to it yet. But tonight, Katie’s facebook post mentioned her “Peanut Butter Babies,” and while the name itself conjures some weird images in my head, the simple recipe had me wondering. Just three ingredients, that’s all it is. Dates, natural peanut-only peanut butter, and I’ll let you check out her page for the last ingredient. To make them chocolate, I added in the fourth ingredient of 15 grams chocolate chips.
Holy hell, they do taste like peanut butter cookie dough. I didn’t think it was possible. Fruit turned cooke dough? But they do. They really, really do.
Is that enough to make you run out to buy some dates? I couldn’t let this discovery sit for another day so I just had to share. The recipe made 20 truffles, each the size of a nickel or so. They come out to 26 calories apiece, and I was really satisfied with just two. (Full disclosure: Mike ate ten.) The only sugar in them comes from the fruit and a smidge from the peanuts, so it’s not like you’re eating the typical mounds of processed sugar in chocolates, and even four truffles equals just over 100 calories. I’m not well versed in the health benefits of dates, but I do know they have fiber, antioxidants, and potassium. I really couldn’t have been more surprised by how delicious these are. I think I’m still in shock. I’ll try Katie’s whole peanut version one day, but for now I’ve got dates and PB on hand, so dates and PB it is.
An awesome day of surprises. The perfect new job and some health-conscious peanut butter truffles. Cheers.