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Ultimate Pretzel Crushed Peanut Butter Cookie Candy Bars

As I begin to write this, they are in the oven, I am a little afraid they are going to overflow, but they look amazing, and preparing them wasn't actually that bad at all!

Here's a link to the Baby Gizmo blog with the article on making them.

This is the final result:

This is my photo album of every step I took along the way :) enjoy.

These were the main ingredients in my adventure, not pictured is also the vegetable oil needed for the Peanut Butter cookie mix and the Triple Fudge Brownie mix!

First I smashed up the butter snaps from Snyder, I had never had these before, they're delicious!

Then I melted the butter in the microwave, this is actually one stick, I ended up using two sticks which is the recommended amount in the recipe.

Ready to mix this with 5 tbsp of sugar and make my crust.

Patted down my crust into my 8x8 pan even though they recommended 13x9 pan, this was the best I had haha.

Mixed up my Peanut butter cookie dough, I had never made these, they smelled delicious.

Patted it down into my already slightly packed pan, haha, I see a small problem ahead.

Oh my god yes. Putting the Reese snack cups into the 8x8 pan. Happiness.

They have been completed, now, for the final touch, the brownie mix.

Not sure why I took a picture of the egg for the brownie mix, but I did :).

Put the brownie mix with everything it required (water, oil, and the chocolate fudge it also brought included, and I mixed it up.

Would you look at that, it is ready to be poured :).

What a delightful sight, I was ready to cook this, sadly I forgot to turn the oven on so I sat around staring at it (washing everything) since my oven was pretty slow to heat up but overall, excitement levels were rising.

The final product before going in the oven.

And after 45 minutes, it was ready :).

The chocolate fudge kind of concentrated in the center which was a bit annoying but once I bit into it, not gonna lie, one of the best things I've tried. The crunchiness of the pretzels really make this dessert. I may try another one with a top layer of pretzels.. may be worth it.

I hope you enjoyed it :),
Daniel.






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