So there are days when even yours truly gets tired of granola bars, protein shakes, spinach smoothies and chicken. I want something that breaks the rules. Now I’m that girl that loves raw cookie dough (yes with raw eggs in it) but almost never eats a baked cookie. That girl that prefers cake batter over frosted cake. I mean we’re not talking like I’ll eat a whole bowl of it – please. While my thighs would have a field day with that the rest of my body wouldn’t plus I’d have to most likely walk around in a trash bag since none of my clothes would fit me. LOL However as a woman, we get those days where we get cravings. Blame it on hormones, work, our significant other or well the fact that it’s a Saturday night and we have the house all to ourselves. God I love those nights! No offense to my amazing Mr. Fantabulous but there are days when I need a ‘me’ night which involves my jammies, junk food and chick flicks. And while he’d be totally into this with me (cause he’s awesome like that), some nights I just want ‘me’ time.
Well this was one of those nights where he was at practice and yours truly had the house to herself. After I did my impression of Tom Cruise in Risky Business and slide across the floor wearing my hubby’s work shirt, white socks, tighty-whities and Ray Ban sunglasses I worked up an appetite. haha Yeah.. picture that for a sec. Oh yeah we’re talking totally uber sexy …. NOT! More like if I attempted to do that I’d end up breaking my face, chipping a nail and breaking something in the house. Yours truly is not one that possesses grace. I mean AT ALL! So anyway, I wanted pure sin. We’re talking I wanted the Devil in a bowl!
I’ll give you a minute to just stare at this…
This is that type of dish that seduces you. It’s that mysterious lady dressed in the slinky fire engine red dress at a black tie event. It’s that dark and brooding chiseled face man that showed up at your party but doesn’t speak a word to anyone. They both just stare at you with such passion, such intensity. Your eyes lock, you look away. You look back only to find them still looking at you. You blush and stammer and you want to look away but you can’t. You feel drawn… bothered.
Whew! Is it getting steamy in here or is it just me? LOL THIS is what this dip does to you. It takes you to the dark side.
And frankly, you don’t care where it takes you, as long as it does take you with stuff to dip in hand. I knew this was bad for me and not something I ever really eat but I needed this in my life. Hormones… I’m blaming it all on them. But honestly I didn’t feel guilty about this. See I don’t diet or feel like I’m ‘cheating’ when I eat something out of the norm for me. If I want to lose weight then I make a lifestyle change. Dieting has become synonymous with deprivation. And I’m sorry but I’m around food way too much to deprive myself. So yeah I wanted this and I ate it BUT I ate it in moderation AND I adjusted the rest of my intake. Plus I work out… like a lot. But that’s just me. You don’t have to work out as much as I do but you should work out (once your doctor says OK). I want you around as long as possible and most importantly I want you around healthy.
Whatever your sinful guilty pleasure is, go for it but again in moderation. So yeah this became my dirty little secret that Saturday night I had the house to myself. Did I feel guilty about it? Nope, not one dang minute as I dipped pretzel after graham cracker after pretzel after graham cracker into the dip and into my mouth. It was totally worth it. And yes, bright eyed and bushy tailed the next morning I hit the gym not in remorse because “OMG I ate something bad” but because I wanted to. It’s a part of my lifestyle.
Now this dip is one of those things where I could totally see having a Girls’ Night in and serving this. Maybe an adult slumber party like we did when we were 14. Those were the best! We’d all hit someone’s house on the weekend, sleeping bag under our arm, records or cassettes in a bag along with our Tiger Beat (yes I so dated myself there) and a bag of junk food. Someone ALWAYS brought a Ouija board, another brought make up and hair stuff and we always did “Stiff as a Feather, Light as a Board”. We’d crank call the boys in our class, stuff our faces with junk food and go to bed around 5am.
Good times! I’m thinking I need to gather my girlfriends for one of those nights again. Now I’m sure we won’t need the Tiger Beat but the junk food will be a must. Perhaps the Ouija board too and DEFINITELY Grease or 16 Candles on DVD.
So whether you’re having some ‘me’ time or you want to indulge with your besties, be sure to include this devilish dip in your festivities!Print
- 1/2 cup butter, unsalted
- 1/2 cup light brown sugar
- 3/4 cup creamy peanut butter
- 8 oz cream cheese, softened
- 1 cup powdered sugar
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 cup semi sweet mini chocolate chips
- 2 cups mini peanut butter cups
- In a small saucepan over medium heat, add brown sugar and butter.
- Whisk until completely combined and butter is melted.
- Bring to a boil, remove from heat.
- Whisk in the peanut butter and vanilla extract.
- Set aside to cool completely – about 30 minutes. I actually put mine in a separate bowl and placed it in the fridge to cool.
- Once the peanut butter mixture is cool, in a large mixing bowl, beat cream cheese with powdered sugar until creamy, ~ 3-4 minutes.
- On low, add in peanut butter mixture and mix until combined.
- Fold in mini chocolate chips and mini peanut butter cups.
- Serve immediately or store in refrigerator until ready to serve.
- If chilled, allow to come to room temperature for easier dipping.
- Serve with pretzels, vanilla wafers, graham crackers… a spoon!