Let it be known that peanut butter is NOT a thing in France. In Europe for that matter. Although you can probably find it at the store in the last aisle behind the clearance items, it is certainly not a common household item. After telling my mom this she sent me a wonderful care package with none other than Skippy Peanut Butter, Welch’s Grape Jelly and Samoa Girl Scout Cookies. I am pretty proud of myself for having that little box of cookies last longer than a week (it was ten days for the record). She also gave Augustin a big ole jar of Fluff for Christmas last year. She kills me.
As much as he doesn’t want to admit it because “he’s french,” I caught him with a spoon in my peanut butter jar yesterday. Busted mister. It’d say that was an even better bust then when I found him eating straight out of the Fluff jar with a caramel bar. You’d think with how important bread is in the French culture that he would understand the concept of a Fluffanutter, but nope.
After spending the semester with Augustin’s family eating delicious french cuisine, it was only fair I repay the favor by making an authentic American classic: Peanut Butter Cookies
These cookies are SO easy to make and everybody always loves them. As long as you have some peanut butter and regular baking ingredients, you are good to go! I was browsing through Smitten Kitchen‘s recipe list and came across their version of peanut butter cookies. They mention how a local bakery uses chucky peanut butter… YUM! I’ve also never added chocolate chips to mine. Next time it’s totally on.
After gathering my ingredients and figuring out the metric system of measurement, I rolled the balls, dipped them in sugar, and popped them in the oven! I checked on them after about five minutes to make sure I did my Fahrenheit to Celsius calculations correctly and they seemed about right.
Now for the real test: whether Augustin’s mom and dad liked them. His brother and sister-in-law are also here for the weekend so the pressure was really on. What would they think of this American household favorite?
Ils ont adoré! They loved them! They were sweet, soft, and bakery-worthy. I’d say this was a win for peanut butter in France. Grandma is coming tomorrow, that may be the make-or-break for these fine treats.