By Dancer^ on June 01, 2005
"This does not sound appetizing at all -- lol. These are no-bake cookies that are just the best. Put a dozen or more in cello bags wrapped with ribbon and these also go in the goodie baskets. They freeze wonderfully and can be eaten frozen as they do not freeze solid! Some even think they are better frozen! I double or triple this recipe when I make it. Makes 36 cookies in a single batch."
Serving Size: 1 (1238 g)
Servings Per Recipe: 1
"10 stars for fun, 4 stars for taste :) Kids are looking forward to delivering these to the neighbors xmas eve..."
"These are yummy! We have also seen these given as gifts with this poem attached "Christmas is coming and so are the deer, Listen closely and you will hear, And along with them comes a special treat, Reindeer droppings for you to eat!!""
"Not only are these tasty, they provide for some real hilarity on Christmas morning. DH's grown son came to visit one Christmas. I was the first one up on Christmas morning and laid a few around the tree and across the living room floor. I hollered for everyone to get up, that Santa had come, I knew because I could see the Reindeer Poop! I have a picture of TJ's face when he saw what he thought was dog poo all over the floor. Then I grabbed one and took a bite. It's PRICELESS!! Dont forget about Snowman Poop! It's Marshmallows!"
"This was hilarious! I used Chef Jan's poem and taped it to each bag. We all got a big laugh out of eating the "poop"!"
"Whoo boy these sure bare a striking resemblance to the real thing-I should know! Had Mrs. Claus whip these up to trick the elves the other night and the looks on their tiny faces was priceless! I knew I could bellow some mighty loud Ho Ho Ho's, but these turned into Ho Hee Hee Hew Hah Ho Ho Ho! Thanks for a great laugh at my poor elves' expense!"
"This is the poem you are to write and add to the baggie. I woke up with such a scare when I heard Santa call…. “Now dash away, dash away, dash away all !” I ran to the lawn and in the snowy white drifts, those nasty reindeer had left “little gifts” I got an old shovel and started to scoop, neat little piles of “Reindeer Poop” But to throw them away, seemed such a waste, so I saved them, thinking-you might like a taste. As I finished my task, which took quite awhile, Old Santa, passed by and he sheepishly smiled. And I heard him exclaim as he was in the sky…”Well they’re not potty trained, but at least they can fly.” I also add 1/2 cup peanut butter to the liquid part. Very Fun. "