Tales of a Kitchenphobe: Happy Birthday Adam!

Okay.

I really didn't mean to leave you guys hanging with a mere tease of dessert for that long. I could make excuses, say that I didn't want to reveal the birthday dessert treat before Adam's actual birthday occurred, as to not ruin the surprise.

I'm not going to make excuses - that's lame.

What I will do, which is decidedly (decided by who? me.) not-lame (which makes it instantly lame by calling it that), is show you several pictures of desserty deliciousness and call it a day.

Yup, that sounded good to me too. Perfect.

So what did I decide to make for Adam's birthday??

Malted Milk Bars

Ready? Let's go.

I would like to start off by saying that I HAVE LEARNED FROM MY MISTAKES. Having dealt with baking things that just would not let go of the pan, I refused to let that happen again. I read AND followed the "preparing of the pan" instructions.

I know, that's really pretty remarkable for me.

A vertiable fortress of non-stick

Look at that greasing of the pan and aluminum foil job. Nothing's gonna stick there.

(It's probably not a good sign how much of a look of satisfaction I had already)

Dry ingredients

Pre-meltage

Post-meltage

This totally gross-looking picture is sugar and vanilla. And by the looks of it, I'm pretty sure I would be able to have the bowl all to myself. Yay.

Four eggs. 'Cause the recipe said so. I'm such a good listener.

The batter beginning to come together

Hey batter batter batter batter...okay I'll stop now.

The brownies, all baked

[For accuracy purposes, you can now stop here and come back in a day to finish the recipe. That's what I did.]

[Also for accuracy purposes, you can totally not realize you don't have powdered sugar on hand until you've already mixed together part of the topping. Or you can be totally prepared with all ingredients on hand. Someday I'll be like that. Ha.]

Oooey gooey topping.