What's that gooey pan of deliciousness, you ask?  I'll tell you, my friend, it's brownies. A big pan of yummy, just-baked-and-waiting-for-someone-likely-named-Puddin-to-come-embarrass-himself-in-gluttonous-joy, brownies.  Err, well, a partial pan of them, anyway. The kids obviously executed their right of first refusal. Still, this guy? This one is all mine. I kidnapped him from his pan buddies and … Continue reading A Gluttonous Reward For Finishing That Thing