Homemade Brownies

Now, I shall stop complaining about the people I miss. Let's not go into the people. Let's stay on the surface. Now, I shall complain about the foods I miss!

Mmmm!

Ooooh!

(Okay, I shouldn't miss the latte, because I can find plenty of coffee...but I used to spend so much time chilling out in coffee shops with those big paper cups, and there was always foam!)

However the lack of bagels & biscuits is REAL! And bacon--that is not the same here, and is never for breakfast!

But, I can't complain too much. There might be a couple of breakfast foods I miss, but I really do like the food here. It's so good. I will be even more of a food snob when I return...

Speaking of food, and missing things, the last time I baked anything was before I left for France. I've recently discovered a bunch of baking blogs (full of recipes, tips, and beautiful photos), and I've been itching to bake. Today was the day I began.

I decided that today was an appropriate day for me to make brownies, reminding me of home, and childhood, and, most of all, of Mom. 

I worked myself up to trying out the kitchen with these new & untested pots, pans, ovens, and measuring systems. Yes, I used the metric system. I weighed my ingredients instead of using measuring cups. À la française. 

It was a success. Christine hadn't planned a dessert; and when he learnt a kind of cake would result, F willingly went in search of eggs. When the batter was in the pan, the bowl & wooden spoon were shared by K & F (& others?) who'd been waiting, watching, silently lurking beyond the kitchen door. It made me happy to have someone(s) eager to lick the spoon...the way it should be! 

And now the brownies are all gone (and I didn't take any pictures). With such a full house, one pan is eaten in a flash! (No one even had the chance to be very gluttonous!) They were shared, they were enjoyed, and this went well. I am pleased and filled.