Now knee-deep in my first holiday season as an independent, working adult, I was faced with the quandary of whether I needed to get my boss a gift for the holidays. After some consultation with my co-workers (as you do), I made up my mind – I was going to make her something tasty.
My boss is very fond of almond joys, a candy I find incredibly repulsive (I don’t like coconut), thereby making it doubly appealing – I could make her some almond-joy-esque candies, and I would not be tempted to eat any myself.
Let me say – the cooking process did not go so well. We’ve got a very sensitive fire/smoke alarm in our apartment, and I managed to trigger not once, but twice during my chocolate ordeal. The first time, I thought I was burning the melting chocolate. (Which I was, a little. We need a microwave.) The second time, I realized that no, instead I was burning the almonds I was meant to be toasting, almonds that were now tiny blobs of charcoal.
Oy. When I finally got through the process, however, the candy looked like this:
Homemade Almond Joys
Not bad, right? And according to the Boy, they tasted okay as well!