A week or two ago, I made my wife some peanut butter cookies, because she really likes those. I decided to keep half the dough in the fridge so I could make more fresh. The next day I grabbed a nice dark chocolate square from a bowl we keep on the counter and thought, “I wonder how the league butter dough would be on this.” Oh my god, it was like the best Reese’s peanut butter cup you’ve ever had. Truly amazing.
No, she/we didn’t eat it all at once, but none of the rest of it made it into the oven, either.