Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

Where I’m from, the kids used to run around the neighborhood like wild things. We’d chart the in-between places, behind garages alongside hedges, in parking lots and alleys. We played tag and hide and seek, we ran around with bows and arrows made out of sticks and string, and we never crossed the street. We played stickball and climbed trees and spied: we had secret hand signals and elaborate stories about the goings on of the neighborhood. At night we dared each other to run down to the next corner and touch the mailbox. It was a small town and when we were older we’d walk the streets endlessly, night and day, looking for anyone we knew. When somebody learned to drive we’d all pile in the car and drive around the streets slowly, looking for anyone we knew or we’d drive right out of town and feel like we were free, like we were flying. We’d go to parties and drink sweet sickening drinks and dance to the Beastie Boys and the Violent Femmes. In the summer we’d drive to the shore and sneak over tall walls onto private beaches, and swim in the ocean at night. It was all remarkably uneventful, though it felt full of meaning and drama at the time.

I like songs about home, about where people are from and when they’re from. Like Mos Def’s Habitat.

    When I think of home, my remembrance of my beginning
    Laundromat helping ma dukes fold the bed linen
    Chillin in front my building with my brother and them
    Spending nights in Bushwick with my cousins and them
    Wise town and Beat Street, federal relief
    Slowly melting in the morning grits we used to eat
    Sticking to your teeth and teeth is hard to keep
    With every flavor Now & Later only a dime apiece
    Old timers on the bench playing cards and thangs
    Telling tales about they used to be involved in things
    Start to drinking, talking loud, cussing up and showing out
    On the phone, call the cops, pick’em up, move’em out
    And it’s all too common to start wildin
    I’m a pirate on an island seeking treasure known as silence
    And it’s hard to find

Or Dungeon Family’s White Gutz

    Sitting on 400 wides that’s what they love
    Incense swingin from the mirror that’s what they love
    Six course licked with the glaze that’s what they love
    drive with the dealership tag that’s what they love
    hairbone strayed on my shoulder that’s what they love
    the smell of new leather in the cold that’s what they love
    strawhat V-neck t’s that what they love
    moonroof open blowing smoke that’s what they love
    Romeo cologne every week that’s what they love
    that’s what they love

Or K’naan’s My Old Home

    My old home smelled of good birth
    Boiled red beans, kernel oil and hand me down poetry
    It’s brick white-washed walls widowed by first paint
    The tin roof top humming songs of promise while time is
    Locked into demonic rhythm with the leaves
    The trees had to win
    Hugging them, loving them a torturous love
    Buggin’ when
    It was over and done
    The round cemented pot kept the rain drops cool
    Neighbors and dwellers spatter in the pool
    Kids playin football with his hand and sock
    We had what we got, and it wasn’t a lot

So the subject of today’s Sunday Interactive Playlist is Where I’m From. It’s a song about the place and time that made you. The song doesn’t have to be about where you’re from, or even where the singer is from, just a song about somebody’s home.

Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

Two recipes in a row with pecan praline in them? Yes, indeed. I had some leftover, and I thought it would be good with chocolate chips. So I actually made even more, because it’s so completely easy to make. And then I combined it with oats and put it in cookies. Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies are our natural anti-depressant, here at The Ordinary, and it’s been a long, cold winter!

Here’s a link to your interactive playlist. Add what you like! Or make a suggestion in the comments and I’ll add it through the week.

1 stick unsalted butter, softened
1 cup brown sugar
1 egg
1 t vanilla
3/4 cups rolled oats
1 cup flour (optional)
1/2 t salt
1 cup (++) pecan praline (see below)
1 cup bittersweet chocolate chips

Preheat the oven to 350.

In a large bowl, cream the butter until smooth. Beat in the sugar until light and fluffy, and then beat in the egg until lighter and fluffier. Stir in the vanilla extract.

Stir in the oats, flour and salt. Stir in the crumbled praline and the chocolate chips.

Lightly butter two large baking sheets. Drop the cookies by teaspoonfuls, leaving a bit of room. Bake until golden and firm to the touch, about ten minutes.

Let the cookies sit for a minute or two before you take them off the sheet, so that the pralines aren’t too melty and sticky, and then transfer them to a cooling rack.


1/2 cup sugar
1/4 t lemon juice
1/4 cup water
1/2 cup toasted, coarsely ground in a food processor (you still want them to be quite piece-y)

Butter a small baking tray. Mix together the sugar, water and lemon juice in a medium-sized saucepan. Put it on medium-low heat, and warm until the sugar dissolves. Turn up the heat and cook for about ten to fifteen minutes, until the mixture is golden brown. Don’t stir at all, but you can dip a brush in warm water and brush down the sides of the pan. When it’s golden brown, take it off the heat and stir in the nuts. Spread in a thin layer on the buttered baking sheet. Leave in a cool place to set. Break into pieces with your fingers, or smash with the bottom of a glass or mug.


1 thought on “Oatmeal chocolate chip pecan praline cookies

  1. The Members – The Sound Of The Suburbs. Some truth in this, as a picture of where we grew up – though London suburbs are probably a bit different from the USA stereotype, if “American Beauty” and “The Wonder Years” are anything to go by…

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