I often hear new parents say their kid is basically perfect. (Maaaaaybe I fall into this category too, maybe) The new baby has a great temperament, sleeps through the night, eats well, is always smiling and laughing. You know, they’re so perfect it convinces them to have another… They hedge their bets and have another. And the exact opposite happens, obviously. They don’t sleep or eat, they cry every 2 seconds. They basically lose their sanity, forever. Well, I took my chances…
No, I’m not pregnant.
But my Ultimate S’Mores Anniversary Cake had a baby!!!! Because the offspring of a cake is a bar, right?!?! Just humor me, thanks. Sooooo, Happy Mother’s Day S’More Cake!
Speaking of Mother’s Day, I requested ice cream, for breakfast, in bed. Yep, that’s just how I roll. In addition to the ice cream I requested… I’d like the scraps that I saved from the bars to be sprinkled on top.
Jon, are you reading this? The scraps are in a ziplock bag in the back of the freezer, hidden. Paaaahleeeeease say you’re reading this?!?! Don’t make me beg. Oh wait, I think I just did. Oh well, I’m not above begging. Clearly.
I made these bars for the ‘Share our Strength’ Bake Sale a couple weeks ago, which is why it has a cute little label on it (I designed the label and printed it on old paper grocery bags, cheap and easy!). If you want to make these for a large crowd or a bake sale, just double the recipe (that’s actually what I did for the bake sale).
The bars have 7 layers, but this time I only used about 4 sticks of butter. Which is a drastic downgrade from the 7 sticks that were in the s’more cake. The layering of the s’mores bars is:
Chocolate Chip Cookie
Graham Cracker Crumbs
The ultimate s’more bars aren’t difficult to make, I promise. But they do require quite a few dishes, counter space and some forethought to execute properly. Make each layer at a time starting with the brownies. Then put away the all the brownies ingredients, and move on to the next layer, and so on. Tackling each layer at a time might help these seem less overwhelming. PS, that’s not the way I do it. I turn my kitchen into a disaster zone, then hope someone will have pity on me and come clean up after me. Usually that’s when Jon rides in on his white horse and rescues me. Bless him.
Lining the tray with either tin foil of parchment paper makes removing the bars from the pan really each. Just lift them out, slice, then serve.
A 13×9 inch pan makes 12 HUGE bars. And by HUGE I mean, theyre almost the size of my phone!
The little curly ball of energy that calls me mom, yaaaaa, she’s pretty rad!