Now, I wouldn’t go as far as to claim that, but one of my former coworkers had everyone calling my usual potluck contribution by that name.
Of course, it wasn’t always referred to in such a mature fashion. Growing up, my mom used to make this simple, yet decadent, delight, calling it her “Chocolate Éclair Dessert.” You’ve probably had it yourself, once or twice (maybe more; one serving is never enough to satisfy most cravings for this indulgence. It’s highly addictive).
It’s so easy to make, too. The original version layers a mixture of instant vanilla pudding and Cool Whip topping (makes me think of this song), sandwiched between rows of traditional graham crackers and topped with some kind of chocolate icing (either homemade in a double boiler or scooped out of a Duncan Hines container). Oh my! Chill until firm, and you’re in for a sweet treat.
The dish was such a hit with the ladies and gents, alike, that most of the staff kept hinting to me to bring it to each and every food-related occasion in the office (birthdays, baby showers, boss’s day, etc.).
So, that’s what I did … until someone else decided to show up with the same dish (as I said before; you’ve probably already tried it. Did you think my mom was really the first to come up with it? Just look at all the versions of the recipe posted on this site alone).
The other girl bringing this enticing recipe must not have gotten the memo; that was supposed to be my specialty (the key word being “was”). But, not anymore, that was the last time I brought that dessert to a work-related event.
No hard feelings, though. It gave me an opportunity to spread my wings and become more experimental (in the kitchen that is). And, when I did get a chance to rekindle things with my tried-and-true simple pleasure, it was pure bliss (I’d never take this dish for granted again). I came back for more every time.
However, since becoming raw, this happy ending was reduced to just a tasteful memory. That is, until this weekend. The love affair is back on with this raw version, which you have to experience for yourself. Be careful or you’ll be hooked, too.
This calls for a little mood music; now here we go: