My Brother's Jingle Balls

My brother's contribution to the Annual Christmas Sugar Overload is this delicious peanut butter and chocolate candy-ish thing he calls Jingle Balls.  It seemed appropriate to share it here for this week's Chocolate Friday, with his permission of course.  After all, they're HIS balls.

Jingle Balls

This is a single recipe, which makes about 12 medium (1 1/2 inch) balls, or 24 small (1 inch) balls, but he usually triples the recipe. 

3/4 cup creamy peanut butter
1 tsp vanilla
2 cups powdered sugar
1/2 cup softened butter

Mix together until creamy, and then refrigerate for a few hours (you can't work with soft dough, Bro says, you just get mushy balls... and he HATES having mushy balls).

Melt 12 ounces semi-sweet chocolate chips with 2 tbsp parawax (edible paraffin). 

Shape dough into balls, and dip into the chocolate until almost fully covered.  Bro uses a fork - he says toothpicks don't work, your balls just fall off (and he HATES it when he loses his balls).  He also likes to leave the top part uncovered, so folx can see there's something yummy inside.  (It's the closet exhibitionist in him.)

Set onto wax paper on a cookie sheet, and refrigerate until chocolate hardens.  Once hardened, you can stack them and pack them, and abuse them in a variety of ways.  Bro puts them on a pile on a small paper plate, or stacks them tall a small bowl, covers with plastic wrap, and ties a ribbon round.  He calls this a bundle of balls. 

There you go.  Jingle Balls.  Very chocolately.  Delish.  As soon as he makes them this year, I'll add photos.  Or maybe I'll just try to make up a batch my own self.

They don't actually jingle.  But you probably already figured that out.

Comments

[David]

Christine, this is either evil, evil, evil... or delicious, delicious, delicious and who the heck cares about fat and sugar overload.

I think I'll go with the latter.

Yuh-uh-um!

:-)

[keewee]

Jingle balls?
reminds me of a time when I was very young, and innocent!!!! I had been to a show where there were some jugglers. when I arrived home I ran into the room where my Mother and an Aunt were, With great excitement in my voice, I said, " you should have seen the juggler juggling his balls" Mum and my aunt couldn't stop laughing, oooh the humiliation, my face was red. From that moment on I was careful about using the word balls.