This week it’s all about Mike Mulligan - FIAR and how box brownies might be from satan.
We made a square brownie and cut out the middle like Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel.
Have I ever told you about my Christmas brownies for the neighbors? This one is real good.
So – I made BOX brownies and gave them to our neighbors. I even sprinkled some powdered sugar on top and put them in red tins for the festiveness of Christmas!
I was so proud of being a good Christian neighbor.
The brownies were so yummy. Too yummy.
A neighbor told me she shared them with her French pastry chef friend and they wanted to invite me over to bake them in front of them and show them how I made these moist excellent brownies. Her French chef friend couldn’t figure out my secret ingredient.
I was frozen in terror and just smiled. I couldn’t possibly say they were a box mix.
Every miserable month this woman would drive by wave and then shout out the window something about making more brownies for her – how much she loved my brownies – or whatever … brownies. I’d silently smile and wave.
I started to HATE brownies.
I would sneak out to get the mail in hopes of NEVER seeing this woman ever ever ever again. Hubs absolutely loved every minute and would make random brownie jokes.
Finally over a year later her French friend is outside getting into her car and waves me over. She wants to know how I made such moist brownies. Great – I’m going to hell over box brownies!
So I came clean and laughed it off, “oh those silly brownies – they were a box mix”.
She didn’t think it was as funny.
Imagine the best French accent …. “What is this … “box mix”? What do you mean??”
For 15 horrible minutes I had to explain what a cheap box brownie mix was and that not everyone makes brownies from scratch. I even admitted I had never made anything from scratch.
So I introduced her to my friend – Betty Crocker.
~ sacrebleu ~
Neither woman has spoke to me since.
FYI – Mike Mulligan brownies are a box mix, m’kay?
I added frosting (can frosting) they added nuts & chocolate chips (dirt & rocks). We put the (box) brownie on a square plate. Of course I couldn’t find a steam shovel toy for the center. Typical.
I read the story one night and hubs read another – it was so cute to hear little man’s voice finish the sentence “a little bit faster and a little bit bedder”.
(oh yeah – he’s wearing his shirt inside out and backyards — cause that’s how we roll.)