The Pecan Sandy Experience

I have inherited many traits from my mother. Beyond our physical resemblance, I’ve also grown up to share her love of naps, Mexican food, and repeatedly singing out loud the two lines of whatever song is stuck in your head at the moment.

The other thing we share is this notion that baking is a great way to fill an hour that hasn’t otherwise been committed to something else. I’m not sure I’d call it a “love” of baking. It’s more like a compulsion. Have bananas in the kitchen that are starting to turn brown? Better bake some bread with those bad boys.  Oh dear, that rhubarb isn’t going to last forever in the freezer. Better “crisp” it up! No cookies for work lunches next week? Get on it, woman.

And, today, the pecans that I bought a few weeks ago screamed, “We’re not going to eat ourselves, you know!”

Mom and I have always liked pecan sandies, so I thought I’d give those a try. To do my duty, of course, and use up those pecans with the attitude. In the past I’ve always trusted my sandy experience to the Keebler elves, so I was curious what a “real” pecan sandy would be like.

I halved the recipe, had them all in and out of the oven in under 30 minutes, and patiently waited for them to cool. I may have had a nap while I waited.

After coating them in powdered sugar, I took my first bite.

My first thought upon tasting them was, “Wow. The Keebler Elves are making cardboard compared to these!”

Come to mama...

Come to mama…

My second thought was, “Uh-oh, these were way too easy.”

And the addiction begins...

And the addiction begins…

Third thought, “Get these things away from me!”

One more?

One more?

And my last thought was, “Too late, must take emergency measures at once.”

It had to be done.

It had to be done.

If you find yourself with an extra half hour to spare and you have pecans, flour, powdered sugar, water, and vanilla, give these a try. You can easily find the recipe online so I won’t repeat it here. My recipe was from the Better Homes & Gardens New Cook Book, a book that never fails to offer me new ways to torture myself.  I will say lest anyone think I’ve lost all semblance of control that I have actually only eaten two sandies so far (no really, honest!), but their song will sing out in the late afternoon and I will know, deep down, that I can never trust a Keebler elf again.


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8 Responses to The Pecan Sandy Experience

  1. Konrad695 says:

    So, how many of those cookies can you put into a $7.95 mailer box from the post office. I’ll send you more duct tape for trade. :- )

  2. Sherry says:

    Too funny ,Leanna ,Sam and I lost it with the duct tape pic.,laughed so hard ! You clever girl !

  3. Melinda Widgren says:

    No end to the uses for duct tape.

  4. Melinda Widgren says:

    Ha Ha! Loved this, Leanna…..just as we both love them Sandies! Trade you sweet potatoes for a cookie?