When I was in elementary school I did the whole Girl Scout thing. I subjected myself to degradation beyond reconciliation by pushing a wagon filled with cookies to every one of my neighbors, clad in a puke green vest too small for my over-weight-elementary frame. Although this humiliation still haunts me, I have decided to relive this part of my past with Samoa brownies. Because my mother ended up buying most of the cookies herself (and because I hadn’t learned the concept of self control when it came to food) I was/am very familiar with the flavors. These brownies take Samoas to the next level by improving their inherently stale texture and keeping their perfect flavor combination.
Find the recipe here. I did make one slight change, subbing my favorite caramel sauce (classic) for the melted caramel candies. Melting solid caramels still scares me, as I have the burn evidence on my arm to prove.