Blondies have more fun?
As I bite into the blondie, I’m not convinced about what they say. Blondes can’t possibly have more fun. Blondies are brownies, but without the dark chocolate. Which hardly seems the point. These taste good and are very moist and chewy with a lovely caramel tone, but somehow, something seems missing. Something in the form of wickedly dark, velvety chocolate, that greets you like an old friend.
Which is why I’m sitting here, staring at the rest of the blondie, stuck for something to say to chronicle it’s existence. Our dialogue has reached an impasse. Silence hangs in the air like a tapestry of walnuts and white chocolate, with frayed ends signifying some kind of lack. Lack, of dark chocolate. Lack of an old friend.
Soo.. what brings you here?
Wait, don’t answer that. I already know. I decided to make a batch the other day out of curiosity. B’s friend at work had asked him for a white chocolate brownie recipe with absolutely no dark chocolate in it. Not something I’m very familiar with, so I was up to the challenge. I made these using Sue Lawrence’s recipe from her fabulous and highly reliable Book of Baking. To the mix I added chopped walnuts and white chocolate buttons. The end result was given a generous thumbs up. For me however, my heart will always belong to dark chocolate brownies.
Blondie sneaks a polite glance at her watch.
Sooo.., I say, cup of tea then?
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An old friend and I met up for lunch yesterday. Seeing as she is finally working in the city at her relatively new job and I’m a woman of leisure, never could the twain meet at such an hour until now. We grabbed some takeaway from Plan B : savoury muffin, coffee, quiche, juice. As luck would dictate, just as we paid for our meagre items, two plates of the cutest, tallest wagyu burgers landed on the counter, ready to be delivered into hungry hands waiting outside. Damn. I want one of those. Maybe next time. Meanwhile, we convened at Hyde Park and talked about turning thirty (yes, she is an old friend after all.. 😉 ) and tuberculosis (I love having doctor friends). My savoury muffin (ham and onion; a third of which was a victim of a snatch-and-run by a hungry ibis) rated a meh on the meh-o-meter and the coffee was thin, but she approved of her quiche. Definitely the wagyu burger next time.
Plan B
204 Clarence St
Sydney 2000.
Tartelette said,
May 9, 2008 @ 4:33 am
Looks delicious! I don’t really get blondies, they should have another name 🙂
The first time I ever made those, it felt so wrong that I had to cover them ith melted chocolate!! What a lovely lunch with a friend!
Mir said,
May 9, 2008 @ 11:37 pm
Don’t disown me, I rather like blondies better than brownies…even if it feels like watching a movie with Gwyneth, but expecting Angelina to take center stage. Maybe I am experiencing Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow flashback.
I tried Donna Hay’s version of the same, not quite sure what the differences between the two recipes are, but yours looks nice and moist.
bowb said,
May 10, 2008 @ 7:40 pm
hey, i’m hanging out for a plan B wagyu burger too! i had the roast pork sandwich a couple months ago, in hyde park. it was a very nice filling, but not quite enough for the amount of bread there was (although that was very nice too). and now that i think about it, i must also return for the banoffee pie.
actually, i think that layer of caramel in your twix slice has caused this sudden banoffee craving. 😉
Y said,
May 11, 2008 @ 11:11 am
Mir: I’ve always thought you were a little strange 😛
Bowb: I think I’ve got a date with a wagyu burger some time this week. This time, without an Ibis’ beak attached to it! Didn’t see any banoffee when I was there – there were brownies and lemon cookie things.