These cookies will make someone marry you.

According to the internet these cookies will convince someone marry you.

Wait what? That's all it takes???

If I'd know that I could have saved a lot of time, effort, and frankly - humiliation.

The first time I invited Jimmy over for dinner was about a month after we'd started dating. Up until that point it had been all fun and food and wine and concerts. We'd hung out many times but never enjoyed a quiet evening at home.

I was nervous. I had a lot riding on the night since I'd already decided I wanted to marry him (!!), and quite nights at home were my favorite. I cleaned the house, lit all my candles, spent hours deciding on the perfect meal, and opened a bottle of wine to breathe before he got there. Jimmy and I planned to go to the grocery store together. I assumed we would have a drink before we went to the store (as you do in the early days - makes things less awkward), and I wanted the mood to be perfect. He walked through the door asking if I was ready to go and started blowing out all the candles (a habit he still has - Mr. Safety). I hid my disappointment as I went out to the car.

To this day Jimmy and I don't go to the grocery store together. It turns out we have very different styles. I think of going to the store as therapy. I love to walk around, look at all the different options and think about all the things I could make. Jimmy likes to get in, get out, and get on with life. As I strolled through the store picking out potatoes and living out my own romantic fantasy, Jimmy kept asking me if we had everything we needed. Exasperated, I finally gave up and headed to the check out counter.

We got home and Jimmy took his seat on the washing machine in the kitchen (only place to sit) to watch me cook. I decided to make one of my dad's favorite dishes, one I'd seen him eat and enjoy many times and figured it was THE DISH to get Jimmy to marry me. Pork chops with mushroom gravy, mashed potatoes, and Brussels sprouts.

When I'd finished cooking, I walked over and re-lit the candles on the table. I served Jimmy his plate, and he sat at the table. I stayed in the kitchen for a minute and took some deep breaths, preparing myself for what I knew would be a life changing meal for both of us. I was certain Jimmy had stashed a ring in his pocket just in case.

When I entered the dining room I saw Jimmy was halfway through his meal. He took one final bite as I sat down, and then pushed his plate away and asked what I wanted to do that coming weekend. I answered, but my eyes never left his plate. Was he going to say anything? Did he like it? Was he finished???

Finally I broke down and asked, "Jimmy, did you like the dinner?" He answered, "Yea, it was fine. You know... I don't really love pork chops..." I couldn't leave it alone, and meekly asked, "Is that all you're going to eat?" Without a second of thought he answered, "Yea, that meal was really heavy." I ate every bite of my dinner just to prove a point.

Crushed, I downed a glass of wine or two as Jimmy did the dishes. When he was finished I asked if he wanted to watch Cape Fear, the perfect end to a romantic evening IMO. As the movie started, I dimmed the lights and climbed on the couch. By the time the opening credits ended, Jimmy was fast asleep.

Why didn't I make the damn cookies?

Marry Me Cookies

Set the oven at 325

1 cup butter
1 1/4 cups dark brown sugar
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1 egg
1 egg yolk
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
2 cups flour
1 cup uncooked rolled oats
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
Salt
1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 cup white chocolate chips
1 cup chocolate chips

In a medium saucepan, melt the butter over medium heat until melted. Remove from the heat.
Add the dark brown sugar and granulated sugar and stir until sugars are incorporated and smooth. Chill the mixture for 10 minutes.
Remove from the refrigerator and stir in the egg, egg yolk, and vanilla.
Add the flour, oats, baking soda, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and cinnamon and mix together.
Stir in the white chocolate chips and chocolate chips.
Roll by hand into 24 medium-size balls or use a scoop, and place on a light-colored cookie sheet.
Chill for 30 minutes.
Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F. Remove the cookies from the refrigerator and bake for 12 to 14 minutes.

Original recipe and more info about the name of the cookies here.

You know who else will love these cookies?

Yes, Santa has cookie in his eyebrow.

A few notes about these cookies:

I knew was going to write this post way before I tried the recipe just because the concept was so ridiculous. I made the cookies last night so I could photograph them, and they were DELICIOUS. We were running late to dinner with my dad and Missy, and Jimmy literally stopped in his tracks they were so good. They're hot and chocolaty and oatmealy and perfect. I think it must be the cinnamon that gives them such amazing flavor.
Make sure you really do cool the batter for 30 minutes. I was rushed and only cooled it 15, and it wasn't as easy to work with.
I used a scoop to do my cookies, and they turned out kind of small, which was fine with me, but if you want larger cookies you should hand roll the dough.
I think the cookies would spread more if you used 1.25 sticks of butter instead of 1. That's what I'm going to do next time.
My dad and Missy both agreed these cookies were marriage proposal worthy.

Prologue

I've made the EXACT SAME pork chop for meal for Jimmy in the past year. I didn't remind him he'd had it previously. It was a test. He fell in love with the dish and went on and on about how amazing it was, and then he asked me why I'd never made it for him. I think that proves he was just as nervous as I was. Anyhoo, it's a good thing I didn't know about these cookies before, because I think I married the right person. Here's the text I sent him yesterday while I was at the grocery store ALONE buying the ingredients for the cookies: