And when you say, "Sure!," thinking to yourself, Today I'll be the nice, laid back Mom and let them take the initiative on this.
This is what you will end up with:
Brownies that look like they were dug out of the pan by a wolverine. And this was after I cleaned it up a little by making some more square cuts.
And I won't talk about all the brownie chunks that were lodged in that infinitesimally small crack between the stove top and the counter.
Digging those brownie chunks out of that crack with a toothpick makes even the nice, laid back mom hide in a corner.
It's been slim pickins around here lately, I know, but when your dad and even your granny comment about your lack of posting, then you know you better get on the stick.
We are all right as rain here, with the occasional corneal abrasion thrown in for some excitement (thank you, Fiver). Please accept this picture of my ravaged brownies as a promise of more posts to come.
Have a lovely weekend, everyone.