My sister-in-law didn't send any of her extra birthday cake home with us, so I decided to bake them on Sunday.
I pre-heated the oven and laid out the materials: bag of frosting, pouch of minty candy cane-shaped sprinkles, melted butter, and what appears to be chocolate cake mix. Of course, when I tried to tear open the mix, only half of it went into the mixing bowl. At least I could scrape the rest of it off the counter and into the bowl. At least it wasn't all over me and the floor. And the smell of powdered chocolate is pretty nice.
I cracked the egg and poured the butter into the mix. It called for a tablespoon of water, but the mix still looked really dry, so I added a little more. And then a little more. Suddenly, it was wet and stickly.
The instructions said to roll it into a ball and then dip it in the sprinkles and put it on a baking sheet, but it was too sticky to roll. I just scooped it into a round lump on a spoon and dipped that in the sprinkles before pushing it off the spoon with my thumb. I added a few more sprinkles on top.
Into the oven it went for 13 minutes. Then two more. It still looked a little under done, so two more minutes. The hardest thing: waiting for them to cool.
Once cooled, I squeezed the bag of frosting onto the flat side of a cookie (the frosting was THICK) and then plopped another cookie on top to make the sandwich. (Fortunately, I made an odd number of cookies because my 15 year old swiped one as they were cooling.)
It's too bad they were clearance cookies because they are dangerously delicious. I might have to hide them from my boys.