So stereotypically, as a good Canadian, I did what I am supposed to do this weekend. I did some gardening and attended the first barbecue of the season followed by fireworks. I am a terrible gardener. It's true. I have a black thumb. I don't know why. I try. Every year. This year is going to be different. I hope. I planted from seed this year and in 7-14 days we shall see how I did. Fingers crossed!
So I was trying to decide what to take to the barbecue and then I remembered...a few weeks back, a fellow I work with had brought in a plate of brownies that his wife made. They were so over-the-top ridiculously good that I knew I had to have the recipe. He called them "lethal brownies" and that they were. Unfortunately for me but lucky for him, he went on vacation to Cuba. So I went on a mission for you Dear Reader because you need to experience these brownies. I scoured my collection of recipes (remember that box of tricks I told you about?), my cookbooks, and the internet to see if I might find that magical recipe. I share with you today the fruit of my labour.
Final Exam Brownies
Adapted from tasteofhome.com
4oz unsweetened chocolate, chopped
1 cup butter
2 cups sugar
1tsp vanilla extract
1 cup all purpose flour
2 cups miniature marshmallows
1 cup pecans, chopped
1 1/2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Melt butter and unsweetened chocolate together over double boiler. Stir constantly until ingredients have melted and mixture is smooth. Remove from heat and allow to cool. Combine the sugar, eggs, vanilla and cooled chocolate mixture in large bowl. Beat together until smooth. Add the flour and mix until combined. Gently fold in the marshmallows, pecans, and 1/2 cup only of the chocolate chips. Grease 9 x 13 inch cake pan. Spread mixture into prepared pan and sprinkle remaining 1 cup of chocolate chips evenly over the top. Bake until top has set, approximately 40-45 minutes. Cool in pan on wire rack. Cut into 30 bars once completely cooled.
So off we went to Oshawa for the barbecue! The sun was shining and the smell of lilacs filled the backyard. Baby Max was there and I spent alot of time with him in my arms. What a darling! What a set of lungs! It took me back down memory lane. I sang Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight" to him just like I had for my two boys all those years ago and he settled into sweet slumber. Wonderful indeed.
We all ate far too much and a few of us drank too much (no names needed...you know who you are) and then off we went to the park for fireworks. Our friend Tom sets them up every year and most of the street comes out to watch the show.