I had the package split open so I could turn the dough, a weird pinkish red color, into balls for cookies. My husband peered over my shoulder.
"What are you making?" His voice was puzzled. "Meatballs?"
"Yep, unicorn meatballs."
From now on, these cookies will be known as Unicorn Meatballs.
(Silly me, I didn't take a picture of the package because I thought for sure someone will have a picture online. But, no. No pictures of the refrigerated cookie dough tube.)
|See? Unicorn meat as meatballs and as a meat pie!|
|Not as much fun baked, but they're still Unicorn Meatballs.|