May 19, 2013
This is it.
This is the post in which I tell you that I’m a selfish person, and have the evidence to prove it. This is the post in which you get a glimpse into the thoughts of my former seventeen-year-old brain (thankfully, said brain has matured some since). This is the post in which I may simultaneous disgust/ confuse/ and impress you. The is the post in which I present you with what I have proudly dubbed “The Bar Snack Blondie.” (This is also the post in which I audaciously throw the word “the” in front of a recipe name, evidently.)
BUT we are talkin’ pretzel crust, smoked almond blondie, toasty potato chip top and chocolate drizzle. Bar Snack Blondie isn’t enough; the “The” is necessary.
So yes, this is that post.
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August 13, 2010
I blame my friends. That’s right, I blame them for this habit of mine – ours. But I suppose that’s okay, right? I mean, there’s not all that much wrong with a midnight snack . . . especially when it’s freshly baked!
I love our late night baking (even when that usually means dumping brownie mix into a bowl, whipping it with some eggs, throwing it in the oven, and then returning to the episode of Law and Order: SVU that we’re watching). And I love being able to enjoy the smell coming from the oven before the brownies are ready to be eaten. I even love the anticipation of waiting for them to cool down just enough so that we don’t have to worry about burning our mouths off on piping hot brownies.
I just love the tradition. It’s perfect.
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