I recently made these, and they’re so good that I’m a little scared of them.
Did anyone else not know you can make cookies out of cake mix? That’s what the top and bottom of these are. Yellow cake mix with jimmy sprinkles added in. Could it be that the mix inside all of the Betty Crocker boxes is the exact same? They just put different pictures on the boxes?
Anyway, yes this was yellow cake mix. Though, I wondered why I couldn’t just get that Fun-Fetti cake mix and save a step. Would that not work to give it the color it needs? I didn’t want to go rogue by not following the recipe since it was my first time making it, but I’m about 97% sure it would work fine.
The filling is made with (among other things) marshmallow fluff. This was one of the reasons I decided to make these. See, I didn’t grow up in a home where fluff was a regular staple. In fact, I don’t think we ever had it in the house once. Of course I’ve had marshmallows before, but I’d never actually purchased or eaten canned fluff before I made these. Despite my fluff-free upbringing, it’s been something of a joke in my family for forever. Basically it comes from my Dad and I watching one of those how-it’s-made shows about how they make marshmallow fluff. The narrator said something along the lines of “Americans purchase over ten thousand jars of fluff every day”. I don’t remember the exact statistic, but it was comically large. We looked at each other in astonishment and my Dad was like “WHAT! Man, who’s buyin’ up all the fluff?!”
Trust me, if you’re reading this and you know my Dad, you can hear him saying it and you’re laughing. It’s Classic Dad.
From that moment forward “who’s buyin’ up all the fluff” became something of a catch phrase between us. To this day I still think it in my head whenever I see fluff at the store or on a commercial or whatever. And it’s definitely the reason I decided to make those cookies.
So yeah, this stuff is actually pretty darn good. Not saying I’m about to start “buying up all the fluff” or anything, but it’s pretty tasty. My recipe only called for a quarter of a cup, so I had a bunch left over. I made the mistake of making a peanut butter and fluff sandwich for my 4 year old, and now he’s obsessed. I told him it was called a “fluffernutter”. Is that right? I don’t know how I knew that, it was just in my brain, which is slightly alarming.