Q: What do these celebrities all have in common?
(Besides the fact they all had/have hair extensions.)
A: They’re so iconic, they only need one name.
So when I first encountered the Vunderbar, I thought Wow, that’s ballsy. This dessert thinks it has one-name status already. I mean even the classic Chocolate Chip Cookie hasn’t aspired to one-name status yet.
So I put the Vunderbar to the test. Was it really worthy of iconic status (not to mention, its chosen name is a variation of Wunderbar which means “wonderful”. Isn’t that like Madonna naming herself Beautiful?)
Madonna: Ma·don·na /məˈdänə/ noun
- an idealized virtuous and beautiful woman.
Anyhoo, the Vunderbar is indeed Wunderbar. It’s so Wunderbar, in fact, that I ate it for breakfast. So Wunderbar that my dog Lucy licked the parchment paper it came out of. So Wunderbar that my husband put a secret Ziploc baggie of all the scrap pieces I cut off the edges in the freezer and has been sneaking them when he thinks I’m not looking.
When your non-sweets-eating husband freezes the scraps of a recipe, you know this one is a keeper. It’s iconic. It’s worthy of one-name status.
And did I mention there’s no actual baking involved?
Vunderbar. That is all.
p.s. This recipe calls for a 9-inch pan, and these bars will go all the way to the top of the pan. They are tall. If you prefer, you can make these in a 9×13. You’ll just need to double the topping to cover the extra surface area.