Something happened this year that I don’t think has ever happened to me before since I left the Girl Scouts at the age of 10. Not a single girl scout asked me to by buy cookies. Not a girl scout, a brownie or even a daisy came to my door. Well, little did they know they were taking away one of my very favorite things that in life that I only get one time a year…Samoas ( or the now PC term Caramel DeLites).
Then I am assuming God smiled down on me when he showed me a link to this. Now, I love to bake but the hubby doesn’t have good taste buds…well they can’t be that good if you don’t like coconut! But, I had to put his taste buds aside and delve into this recipe. I am bound and determined to make the princess a coconut lover.
I made a few minor changes. The first is that I doubled the vanilla on the shortbread cookie layer. Extra vanilla makes everything taste better. Instead of dipping the bars in chocolate I made a layer of chocolate on top of the shortbread hoping it would better meld the layers together (a tip I learned from reading her readers comments on the recipe) At that point it looked like this:
Save some of your drool for this…I died and went to toasted coconut heaven.
As if that wasn’t enough what make coconut even better…..you mix it with hot caramel!
For a brief moment I almost threw my logical side away and nearly scalded my tongue on this deliciousness. Thankfully, my brain remembered that burning your tongue affects your tastebuds.So, I opted to leave them intact, for now.I also threw on the remainder of my bag of chocolate chips instead of making a drizzle. So sue me, it was just easier.
You are supposed to wait for it to cool to eat, I could not. I had to sample a little piece. It was pretty much perfection and dare I say better than a real Samoa Caramel DeLite. The recipe says it can feed 30. Um, yeah…I don’t think so unless you think bite size is enough for you. It isn’t for me so if you come looking for leftovers in a few days and wonder how I could have eaten this 30 times. Just nod politely at me and go about your business and try hard not to imagine me pigging out on this with chocolate drips on my chin as I picked my child off of the bus. (That may or may not be what really happened, ok it really did but I told you to try and not imagine that)
End of story, delicious coconut caramel and chocolate bliss.