...look what's going on mine!!!
It's late and I really should be in bed.
But it has been the sort of night when one has a fancy that a warm chocolate-and-cranberry-brownie, straight outta the oven, might go dowwwwwn well...
Too, too well...straight onto dem hips!
(By the way, these are fresh farm eggs, kindly given to us by a very, very kind friend! I was just thinking, that the colour of our egg yolk Down Under, is quite different to the colour of the egg yolk we used to see when we were in the Great White North... Or did we just get our eggs from the wrong place when we were up there?)
1 comment:
1. Ha! I laughed when I read the 'hip' connection!
2. Maybe those cranberries come from the Great White North - maybe even from our friends' cranberry farm!
3. Yes, you were getting eggs from the wrong place. I buy the good kind - they don't look so anaemic.
I'd love one of those brownies!
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