Christmas(s)
NOTE/WARNING: This falls under the heading of “Not A Sexy Post” — If bodily functions horrify you and/or you are afraid of your digestive tract, you might want to skip this one.
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THE TAO OF POO
Y’know how the Chinese zodiac has all these “Year of the __________” type things? I was born, for example, in the Year of the Dragon (thus, that is my sign) (which might explain some other stuff). 2019 will be the Year of the Pig (mostly — the Chinese New Year actually starts in February, so no bacon til then). 2018 has been the Year of the Dog.
The Chinese also have a philosophical system: Tao. You may have heard of the book, The Tao of Pooh? (Which is kind of cute, actually. I read it last year.) Well, let’s just say that this year – in the Year of the Dog – my ass has been barking like mad and I’ve had LOTS of practice in the Tao of Poo.
Americans also have philosophical systems. One of which goes something along the lines of, “__________ has gone to the dogs.”
Which, given the Tao-ist slant I’m going with… Yes. My ass has gone to the dogs.
Because:
DOUBLE FUDGE BROWNIES
1/4 cup water
2/3 cup butter or margarine
1.5 cups sugar
2 cups (1 package) semi-sweet chocolate chips
2 tsp vanilla
4 eggs
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
1.5 cups flour
Directions: In a large sauce pan over low heat, melt butter into water, then add sugar. Stir and bring *just* to a boil. Melt in one package of chocolate chips and remove from heat. Add vanilla. Beat in 4 eggs, one at a time. Stir in soda, salt, and flour. Bake in a 9×13″ cake pan at 325 degrees (Farenheit) for 50 minutes, or until a knife inserted through the center comes out clean.
Alternate Preparation: Arthur’s Measure-for-Measure gluten-free flour works great in this recipe.
Servings: Makes 20 medium-ish brownies (approx. 230 calories each) or 16 hefty ones (approx. 290 calories each). Or, if you’re like my husband and you think that a whole pan equates a single serving…
…let’s just say I hope you consider your diet when you make your 2019 New Year’s resolutions.
😉
“No peeking” is supposed to be a rule at Christmas time, I think.