Fig. restaurant where ross & i had the most amazing meal in charleston last year for our anniversary. ross licked his plate. really. he did.
you know what? it’s been a long time since i’ve done anything resembling cooking on this site. in real life, i’m cooking everyday, so why don’t i ever remember to write a recipe down, remembering all the tweaks i inevitably put on it, and snap a picture or two? can’t be that hard.
which works out, since i’ve made
this recipe 3 times in the last two weeks and love it.
have been craving these brownies for several days.
and have an appointment at the cannery (our first trip ever!) to put up a few quarts of this on sunday
i’m on it.