I don't have many words. My mouth is too full of these cookies for words.

(...and my hands are too full from holding them to type...? Or something).

Actually that's just an excuse to save time because uploading the pictures took a l o n g time. I am not eating these right now because I nearly made myself ill off of them yesterday.

...But there's always tomorrow.

Mix the dry stuff.

Add some softened butter and an egg. Mix on low til it turns into dough (rhyme).

Make balls. Smoosh them.

Take them out right after they've cracked on top. Cool em off.

This filling, ladies and gentleman, is SPOT ON for oreo filling. I was grossed out by the need for shortening, but luckily I'd already spent too much money on organic-y non-trans-fat-y shortening the last time I crossed this bridge. And, in this case as well as the last one, it's completely necessary for texture.

My professional pastry bag.

Organization my dad would be proud of. I'd already smooshed the first 3 pairs together before I remembered to take this.

For the win.

The recipe is from Smitten Kitchen, and the recipe is here. I made mine smaller than hers so they'd be more true to regular-Oreo size, and I ended up with about a million of them. Half a million got sent to Julie to aid in her survival of med school, half a million went down my throat yesterday, and the other half million (?) will keep me happy for the next few days. Milk is a must. You need these in your life, trrrrust me.