Mistake #1: I was trying to bake egg-less brownies from scratch.
Mistake #2: I never looked to see if I had sugar.
It turned out I did have sugar. I just didn’t have two cups of it.
So I did what you do. I called my neighbor.
“Hi. It’s Sarah. Can I borrow a cup of sugar?”
She just started laughing.
We actually mooch ingredients from each other all of the time. It is like having a back up pantry two doors down. I think the cliché of asking for a cup of sugar took her off guard. She thought I was kidding.
I explained how I was ill prepared and she did have sugar. She even said she would send an extra cup just in case what I had left wasn’t quite an entire cup. She said she would send me a big baggie full.
I had to send Ian over since I was making some sort of cocoa powder and butter concoction on the stove at the time that required constant stirring.
Do you have any idea what two cups of sugar in a baggie looks like?
It looked like we had a five year old drug mule roaming the neighborhood. It looked so much like drugs that I was afraid to take a picture. I was scared if I posted it on my blog there would be some sort of investigation.
It looked bad.
Fortunately he didn’t get stopped by the cops and I haven’t had a call from neighborhood watch yet so we must have gotten away with it.
And the brownies ended up not really being brownies. It was like toffee on the outside and ganache in the middle. They tasted great but would have been impossible to serve.
1) I am no pastry chef.
2) Brownies without eggs are for sucks.
3) No one in Ian’s class is allergic to anything in Oreos.
4) Janet and I could totally run drugs if we wanted to.