Somehow I got roped into making brownies for a fundraiser at work.
5 batches of chocolate carby gooeyness.
So your probably wondering where this is going and why this post isn’t under the falling off the wagon.
Well, not only did I not have a single brownie, I didn’t lick the mixer blade or the spoon or anything. Not even a little lick of my hands when I was all done.
If you knew me, you would understand what a huge feat this is, and it wasn’t even that hard. I wasn’t tempted at all.
Okay, maybe just a little.