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Roundies: Almond Blondies

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I haven’t made brownies for a very long time.

Years.

Years as in, when my grown boys were very, very young.  I suppose that after countless results of either raw in the middle crunchy on the outside, or serious qualifiers for hockey puck status, I gave up.  Bear in mind that even box brownie mixes were beyond my ability.  Thinking about this after my eighth or tenth failure, I decided that it just didn’t matter — there were plenty of other chocolate goodies I could make quite successfully.  Some people have yeast phobias; I am a bonafide brownie flunky.

My avoidance could only last so long, however, when the sheer number of brownie recipes made with every variation imaginable are plastered all over the web — taunting me —  reminding me that everyone else seems to be gifted in the brownie making department.  Read:  I was the last person chosen for the kickball team.  Let’s face it.  I’d been jinxed, so that meant I needed to take a different approach in solving this dilemma.

I’d make blondies.  They look the same as brownies minus color, of course, chew the same, and also have quite a number of variations on a theme available to experiment with.  If I could pull off a nice blondie, then it just might pave the way for passable brownies.  And if I’m successful with the blondies, then I might be able to make my own rendition of a dessert I recently saw in a magazine:  chunks of brownies, fresh fruit, and cream all piled artfully in a cup.

And then I discovered Elizabeth Franken and Demolition Desserts.  Her blondies are, well, blondies, and they appear in a luscious combo of chocolate and ice cream.  At some point in her book in a completely different recipe, there’s fruit and a syrup that is heavenly.  I had the gelato, so splendor in a glass was born, and faith in my ability to bake your basic-baked-chewable-squares-no-matter-what-color-type-treat was given a very welcome reprieve.

It’s all water under the bridge, but perhaps now, I can produce a passable brownie.  I’m thinking the key is to have a completely different purpose in mind for them from the get go than to just cut them in squares and slate them for the inevitable teeth sinking occasion.

I don’t know what I’d call what I ended up with, but it was truly amazing.  Blondies and beyond?

Maybe.  But you have to wait for the end result.

All you get now is Roundies — or Almond Blondies.  Good blondies, but still.

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Chunky Chocolate and Walnut Cookies

Chunky Chocolate Walnut Cookies

I try not to post sweets two days in a row.  I know it’s not like there’s a rule somewhere that I should be following, so it must have happened without my realizing it.  In much the same way that sweets are savored when they’re available around here, I plan when they’ll be posted as well, hoping to break the stream of savory recipes I always have ready and waiting. Well, it sounds good, anyway.  In my next life, I’ll be Martha.  Okay, so maybe not.

It’s not like you can gain weight looking at photos, right? They show up on the computer screen and look great, but looking isn’t synonymous with ingesting or digesting. Jumping up to grab a snack bar, more of this or a little of that after drooling over aforementioned food on your computer screen does not count in this particular situation.

If you’re my youngest son, evidently, you don’t gain weight actually eating cookies, either, and I must confess; I’ve been trying to fatten him up. With half a year until his 17th birthday, he’s just over six feet and weighs in at a willowy 146. I know it’s all about HGH, and I had my opportunity to bask in the glow of eating and not gaining decades ago, but clearly that time has passed.


Evidently, he’s inherited both my husband’s and my skinny genes.  Goodness knows we’re no longer using them.  And that would be genes — not jeans — because he’s not one for skinny jeans.  Instead, when shopping for pants, we have to decide just how small the hip size can be to maintain some modicum of bagginess he prefers, and a belt takes care of the rest.

What does this have to do with food, you ask?  Cookies.  It’s about cookies.  And this week, Chunky Chocolate Walnut Cookies, to be specific.  Yes, it’s Week Three, and I’m still making cookies for my boy.  I think it’s because it’s a helluva lot easier than committing to exercise regularly even though I’ve been sort of trying to maybe think about possibly getting off my rump to do that, too.  I logged about 10 miles walking last week.  Not bad, right?

Does it count that when I got home from my 4-mile walk yesterday, the first thing I did was reach into the bag of cookies I’d made for my son last week?  I only had one.  Truly.  I did.

They’re rich, they’re chocolatey, and if you’re me, then your tastebuds sing when you bite into a piece of walnut, too. No pecans in these babies.  They’re light and soft and have given me pause about milk chocolate since I’m a devout fan of dark chocolate.  Did I mention the chunks are dark?

Mmmm….

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