Why does chocolate have a way of getting absolutely EVERYWHERE when I bake with it? Is this just me? Its like it wants to get me in trouble. Leaving crumbs on my face and arms. Letting the whole world know that I have just licked the bowl clean. And the beaters. Maybe the spatula too.
Which is why I will not leave the house for the rest of the evening. Also because, unsurprisingly, I'm not feeling too hot.
Ohhh chocolate, you are my weakness.
It's been a long time since I baked anything with chocolate. The 'chocolate only' section of my Pintrest has been taunting me for a while. This is something I felt I had to remedy.
One particular recipe was calling my name. A layer of brownies covered with a layer of chocolate mousse? I am so in.
I made a couple of notes today mid-bake:
2:23 PM. The first layer of chocolate is in the oven. I took a taste off the spatula and OH-MY-GOD. I might have died and gone to heaven. I don't know if I will be able to give these away.
2:25 PM. The smell. My kitchen smells like a chocolaterie. AH. My mouth is watering. I wish there was some way I could share this over the internet.
3:00 PM. What do you mean refrigerate for 24 hours?!? That is pure madness. I don't know how I will contain myself.
Which brings me to 3:30 PM. My kitchen is spotless, but so is the mixing bowl - and my body hates me for it. I don't think I will go near chocolate for a while.
So good news: it looks like my brownies will leave the house after all.
If you are in Kingston expect a delivery in the next few days! If you are out of town I am so sorry. I really am. Really really.
À la prochaine,
Vianne Rocher
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