Yesterday was my husband’s birthday, and in the days prior to it I wracked my brain and scoured my Pinterest account for the perfect cake to make. Pretty as many of the cakes were that I found, nothing really jumped out at me. Some recipes called for three whole sticks of butter. Others required cups of corn syrup (yuck). While we both love the occasional—okay, frequent—sweet treat, I just couldn’t see us finishing a whole cake so rich and decadent by ourselves. I pictured myself spending an entire day in the kitchen making one only to cut two thin slices from it before sliding it into the trash. Eventually, feeling a little defeated, I settled for a boxed-mix cake and frosting combo knowing that my Mr. would appreciate the symbolism and tradition of a cake and that neither of us would feel bad for tossing most of it in the trash. But then, as I strolled the baking aisle at Target wishing for more creative flavors to choose from (does nobody out there make peanut butter frosting?), I stumbled onto something so much better: a Momofuku Milk Bar Compost Cookie kit. If there’s one thing my husband loves it’s cookies (his consumption of them at Christmastime is always a closely monitored and measured activity), and these guys are packed with all the good stuff: chocolate and butterscotch chips, ground coffee, oats, potato chips, and pretzels. I dropped it in my cart. (You can find the full recipe here, but the kit is so ridiculously easy!) The only other thing a birthday requires apart from cake is ice cream, so I grabbed a pint of Talenti vanilla bean gelato and my husband’s birthday treat was settled: Momofuku Milk Bar Compost Cookie ice cream sandwiches.
The dough is so crumbly that a few little morsels just won’t stick to the mix. My advice? Pinch together. Eat.