The answer to the above weirdo and slightly disturbing headline is: YAAAAAS!
Everyone needs more Christmas Crack in their lives.
For those of you who are new here, this recipe gets posted once a year, because it’s that addicting.
If I’m hooked, I want you hooked!
Get comfy and gather near.
Three years ago, I wrote this first post extolling the taste explosion that is Christmas Crack.
SIDENOTE: Even though I make this at Christmas, it’s delightful year-round.
No, you won’t find this particular recipe anywhere other than here.
Nor will you find such a delightful backstory to be told while you share this concoction with those you love.
I came thisclose to not posting this recipe this year.
Why? I thought you might be tired of it.
Then, I looked at the pictures and wanted, so badly, for Christmas Crack to be in my mouth, RIGHT NOW, that I decided to share once again.
Grab a drink. Get comfy. Read on.
Come close, my babies. OMT has a tale to tell.
Once upon a time, two years ago to be exact, my sister-in-law made us a Christmas surprise that at first glance seemed nothing more than a healthy snack of nuts and raisins.
When I looked upon it, I may or may not have (totally may) rolled my eyes.
I don’t want your healthy snack, madam! Nay! Not when there are chocolate Santas that need my attention!
I immediately advised Husband that he could have it.
Then, for some odd reason, perhaps it was my Southern politeness kicking in (Yep, I have some of that.), I decided to at least taste the twigs and roots mishmash, so that I might thank her accordingly.
What happened next, I can only explain thusly: I went blind as I spoke to the angels, declaring my sin of poor judgement, because that taste…that marvelous melding of flavor, that unexpected Hallelujah chorus…made me sorry I had acted rashly in my offer to Husband.
I quickly withdrew my generosity and advised him we would be sharing.
The concoction, formally known as Spiced Cranberries and Almonds, but since renamed (by me) Christmas Crack, is one of the best homemade gifts I’ve ever received.
When my sweet s-i-l discovered that I had renamed her recipe Christmas Crack, she was horrified.
She’s a proper woman, you see; she would never use such language.
I tried explaining my coarseness and told her that it meant I couldn’t live without it, that it’s addicting on first sample, that it’s all I think about.
She remained horrified, but also weirdly complimented (my family = they’ve learned to live with me).
Listen to me, my babies: if you have a disagreeable neighbor, a pinched-faced boss, a distant family member that you want to win over, or you just want something wonderful for yourself, THIS IS THE GIFT FOR ANY OCCASION (um, Valentine’s Day is a’comin’).
When the recipients of your generosity turn into blue birds of happiness because of your Christmas Crack gift, you can thank me with an extra tin left on my porch.
3/4 stick butter (6 tbsp)
1/2 cups packed brown sugar
1 tbsp maple syrup
1 1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
1/2 tsp ginger
1/2 tsp ground cloves
2 cups Craisins
3-4 cups almonds/pecans
1/2 cups unsweetened coconut flakes
Melt butter, brown sugar, and maple syrup in a large pot over medium heat.
Stir in spices.
Take off flame.
Add nuts, Craisins and coconut flakes. Stir to coat all ingredients well.
Spread mixture on a greased baking sheet.
Bake at 350° for 20 minutes.
Transfer to bowl when cooled and serve.
* Adapted from Sandra Lee
* Store in airtight container with lid.
* OMT assumes no responsibility for any addictive behavior stemming from eating Christmas Crack.
If I had happened across this recipe on my own, I would have dismissed it, DISMISSED IT!
#1) I’m not a fan of Craisins (blech)
#2) It includes coconut.
While I’m a big fan of the c-nut, many people aren’t.
Weirdly, neither Husband or I knew it was in our mix. I even emailed s-i-l to ask why she had omitted the coconut.
She hadn’t; it was in there. Somehow in the cracky mix of nom, it worked.
Now, go on. Git.
Make a batch and give it to someone you need to impress, or that you want to trick into marriage.
Seriously, it’s that good.