Brownie (R)evolution
I made, quite possibly, the world's greatest brownie today. Think of brownies, with chopped up Snickers bars stirred into the batter, then all that topped with a giant Hershey's milk chocolate bar. Yum, right? Maybe not. These brownies are simply too delicious to be eaten. I tried, and I broke a tooth. A molar. In half. Half of my molar is sitting on the desk right next to me, still reeling from the supreme chocolaty goodness. What caused my tooth to break? There aren't any hard pieces in the brownies, no, they are moist and gooey and perfect. It must be a brownie self-defense mechanism. Humans are the natural predators of brownies; with this recipe, brownies have evolved into a perfect being, capable of self-preservation. I bet these brownies understand string theory too.
Dinner last night: Pan-seared chicken breasts with bacon-sage brown rice; baby carrots
Dinner tonight: the memory of when I had a full mouth of teeth; something that doesn't require chewing
Comments
I've been looking for someone with whom I can discuss string theory... please pass along ;-)
Meanwhile, I have sciatica. It's worse than heart surgery.
Posted by: Red Momo | April 6, 2006 11:11 PM
Perhaps I have evolved into a superpredator, capable of eating these highly intelligent and highly delicious brownies without breaking teeth. They were worthy foes, but I digested them nonetheless.
Posted by: Green Mango Custard (a.k.a. Gentleman Caller) | April 7, 2006 08:49 AM
Gentleman Caller, did you really digest them? Or perhaps you're providing the ideal environment for these brownies to morph into sentient beings whose purpose is chocolatification of the universe? I was not worthy of their cause, so they had to crack my tooth to ensure survival. Do you think that might be what happened?
It's the only logical explanation I can come up with.
Posted by: blue artichoke | April 7, 2006 09:53 AM
Red Momo,
I had to look up sciatica. Sounds uncomfortable. Can you get workman's comp for that? Maybe ABC will send Extreme Makeover Home Edition over to build you a new sciatica-friendly house.
Posted by: blue artichoke | April 7, 2006 09:58 AM
Insanely uncomfortable... I wish I had a house for EMHE to come and make over... alas, one of my friends wants to get my old rickety automobile on Overhaulin'... perhaps I'll get my fifteen minutes that way.
Posted by: Red Momo | April 7, 2006 09:35 PM