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I've got things on my mind grapes!!

I just made a batch of brownies, and they looked... weird. The batter. I stuck them in the oven, all grossed out by how... mealy and granulated the batter looked. I was wiping off the counter/putting things away when I saw the FLOUR on the counter. *headdesk times a million*

I pulled the pan out, added the flour, whisked it in, and I will probably have to chisel these summbitches out of the pan when they're done. At least the ice cream base I made earlier turned out okay... (We're having brownie bottomed sundaes for dessert. All made from scratch. Mmmmm, comfort food.)


Jul. 27th, 2007 02:47 pm (UTC)
I pulled the pan out after it had baked for a minute or two and whisked in the flour. They weren't pretty (tan, and not brown. Huh.) but they tasted fine! Um... they didn't lift from the dish as easily since I mixed in all of the greasing/flouring I did before pouring in the batter...

I've done that with eggs, too. Sheesh. But they tasted the same? Huh! Why didn't I get you to make me banana bread while you were visiting? :(
Jul. 27th, 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)
Heee, maybe because I was a sniffling nose-blowing wreck, and you didn't want me to spread my diseases to your household?

But I will make you banana bread the next time I visit you! *beams*
Jul. 27th, 2007 02:55 pm (UTC)
Hahaha. That must have been a subconscious thought, then. :D I'll just chalk that up under our big list of plans we didn't get to. *beams back*

Oooh, yes! And there needs to be waffles when you come back, too!


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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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