Christening the Kitchen

I can't cook. I'm no domestic goddess- nor do I claim to be. I sometimes wish I inherited the chef genes that run in the fam- but they didn't make it into my set of chromosomes. While I might not ever be able to whip up a five - or even three star dinner- I can bake a pretty mean cupcake.

That being said, after living in my new apartment for two months means that I was way past due to christen the kitchen. I pulled out my dusty trusty cookbooks and went on the hunt for a recipe I hadn't tried in awhile.

After I happened across my Zeta cookbook from several years ago, I settled on oreo balls. For the domestically challenged like myself- it only has three ingredients: oreos, cream cheese, and white chocolate bark. Yes please.

They were super simple to make- and so yummy if I do say so myself. A girl's gotta have her chocolate.

So while I didn't get all fancy and gourmet on you all- they definitely didn't look like this:

Just picture those, and subtract the fancy chocolate drizzle- and the perfectly even white chocolate coating...... and you have something that looks more like this:

But tastes equally as delish. Let's just put it this way- homegirl doesn't need no five star oreo balls to make her happy. An oreo ball- is an oreo ball- fancy chocolate drizzle or not....

I passed the cookbook along to a friend- once I get it back- I'll stick the recipe up here!