I hesitated to even write this post. I mean, there are probably 1 million No Bake Cookies recipes all over the internet. But, alas I found myself making my one millionth batch of these and I took a few pictures.

There are load of these recipes and lots of them have very different ratios, so I wanted to post my Mamaw’s version. I’ve seen it a few places as well…and I know it works. And I like sharing stuff that works. Because ain’t nobody got time for duds ’round here. 

Are you looking for a super easy fruit cobbler recipe? Well, just stop looking around and keep reading! This simple recipe is great for fresh or frozen berries, as well as a variety of other fruits. My mom has made cobbler my whole life using this recipe.

We have this problem with cake around our house…

We don’t have a problem eating it. Or enjoying it. The problem is, if there was a cake in this house, my children cannot focus on anything else. Anything else. It’s like their brain becomes taken over by the cake alien and all they can think about is CAKE! This cake problem is what lead to me dusting off the recipe for this delicious mini chocolate peanut butter cake for one.

“Mama, is that cake still there?” “Mama, what’s for breakfast? Cake?” “Did Daddy eat the rest of the cake?”

Hey kids! Time to go outside and play in the sprinkler! “Okay, Mama! But when we’re done, can we have cake?”

“Mom…if I do all my chores today, can I have cake?”

There’s a bit of a story behind this carrot cake recipe. When I was little, there was a woman who attended church with us. Her name was Mary Russell – not Mary, not Miss Mary, and not Mrs. Russell. Mary Russell. Every time. I never called her anything else other than that – even when speaking directly to her. And now, I have no idea why I did that. I think maybe everyone else did too – or at least the people in my family. Maybe it’s why I also refer to myself in third person regularly.

But anyway, Mary Russell was a baker. Not just any baker. She would put Sara Lee or Betty Crocker to shame. Betty Crocker who!? She sold baked goods – and not just any baked goods. Baked goods that would make you slap your mama or push your sister down. True story. 

There is always a hunt for a healthy dessert recipe. But really, is dessert supposed to be healthy? Isn’t it supposed to be an indulgence that we have occasionally just for the sake of the pure enjoyment of food? Sure, it’s cool to say “Here is my apple, it’s my dessert.” But really, an apple is not dessert. You can say it’s dessert – it can stand in the place of dessert – but it’s no piece of chocolate cake. So let’s try a real dessert recipe that’s actually somewhat healthy(ish) – oatmeal peanut butter bars.

When we had Ruthie, our church delivered several meals to our house – because they’re holy like that. And we love them. Our pastor’s wife, Miss Sally, (I know, I know, it is technically “MRS. Sally”, but the name Miss stuck) is the most amazing woman of God you’ll ever meet. She’s gentle. She’s kind. She just casually dropped off a chocolate cake. Like it was no big thing. And friends, I had never had Miss Sally’s cake before. But I can tell you, I never want to be without it AGAIN.