14 May 2008

A plate of brownies


In my opinion, the most comforting phrase in the English language.

I hear those four words and I can't help but smile. Instantly, they conjure the picture above in my mind, and following the image is the memory of the soft-gooey brownie texture, the sublime, tiny crunch of that thin top crust when I bite into one, and finally the burst of warm chocolate in my mouth, flooding my senses. If one bite was all I could have, I'd be happy.

There's a lot going on right now in my world, health-wise. Forgive the lack of posts, please. I'll be back.

2 comments:

MichaelBains said...

Much as with teh Brownies, Quality trumps quantity every time.

Enjoy!

blue girl said...

I hope everthing's going ok with you, Wren.