As hundreds of (shudder) runners were leaving Nashville on Saturday after running the Music City Marathon, I was rolling over in bed. Just kidding. I was awake, but then I made brownies.
I can't share the recipe. No, sir. No way. It's from my pal Holly, and it's top-secret. Don't even ask. I'll pretend like I didn't hear you.
Here are a couple shots of some of the ingredients, although I can't say exactly what kind or how much.
Oh. I forgot to take a picture of the finished product. Isn't that dumb? I was just too excited and had to have one right away. They're seriously, realistically stellar. And I feel like I can say that because it's through no skill of my own. Maybe next time I'll slow down long enough to take a quick pic before I savor that chocolate flavor.
Thanks, Hol. I miss yaz.