At the co-op earlier, I espied some tantalizing mochi sitting on the refrigerator shelf. It reminded me that I saw it much the same way a week or so ago, and purchased it.


Part of my enviable success with spending half of my paycheck at co-ops and whole foods type groceries comes from my unstoppable impulse to try every single new thing I come across. This either comes from my curious nature or the fact that as I grew up I basically subsisted on three white foods:


-Potatoes
-Rice/ Pasta (rescued mere moments before it was put into whatever the “normal” and carnivorous family members were eating)
-Cauliflower (which I strangely ate the tops off of and then arranged the stems in patterns around my plate…


I’ve become quite adventurous in my more advanced age. Now, I’m no Sandra Lee (who can aspire to the greatness of her culinary genius, after all?) but I figured that I could slice and bake some dessert confections with the rest of them! 


Without further ado, I give you: 


Meri-Mochi with TJ’s Peanut Flour Sauce

Step 1: Purchase Mochi, a delightful puffed dessert bread

Step 2: Cut Mochi into 1 1/2 inch squares

Step 3: Bake Mochi per package instructions, watch as it puffs up into curious anthropomorhic blobs and chunks.

Step 4: Mix together a few tbps of Trader Joes peanut flour (if you still have some, that is) with equal parts water, some salt and some sugar. Alternately, you can thin it out a bit and nuke it a few seconds. Or, you could just melt a few tbsp of actual peanut butter in the microwave.

Step 5: Pour a little sauce over each mochi piece. Enjoy! I thought it sort of tasted like the texture of a mini-doughnut, with a less sweet and less greasy flavor. Also, this is the cinnamon raisin variety so it was flavored as such.

The verdict? It was pretty good, I’ll finish making the rest of the package. But it isn’t the tastiest thing I’ve ever made. That would be my similarly semi-homemade microwave pancake cookies hehe.


Goodnight Y’all! (channeling Paula Deen now, Sandra Lee has been kicked out of my consciousness)- Do you ever deign to make store bought baked goods like a peon like me? Go on, admit it… you ain’t all gourmets all of the time!


Meri