I think my favorite thing about having Adam as my hubs, is the fact that I can make anything and he will eat it - ALL OF IT. So, on the bright side, in my fitness journey, I won't feel as bad, because Adam eats most of it, before I get a chance to. This is not a healthy post, guys. I repeat -
THIS IS NOT A HEALTHY POST - BUT IT IS OH SO GOOD, IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL.
I was inspired by today's blog post, because Adam is sick...sad face, I know. But, when he is feeling really sick, I know that what makes him happy - my baking. So, in honor of my Granny, I tried to remember her brownie recipe that she had in her cookbook, oh so long ago, when I would spend my summers at my grandparents house in Maine, with my foot stool, on my tip-toes, hovered over her mixing bowl, so intrigued by the magic she was concocting.
Grab your apron, slap a little flour on your ass or have your lover do it for you (wink wink), and lets get down to baking.