It was finals week 2008 I was at my tipping point. From cramming, writing, bloodshot eyes, and if I recall correctly I was hangry, (yep hangry = hungry + angry my friend Dena told me that one a few summers ago, thanks Dena).
But, I digress. So, I found my way into the local bookstore and was like well I might as well take a break so I started looking around and stumbled upon this recipe from The Greyston Bakery Cookbook: More Than 80 Recipes to Inspire the Way You Cook and Live.
By golly, I fell in love and it was not even first bite. The following recipe I have made dozens of times at countless parties, small gatherings, and potlucks and every time I get this question, “Jillian where did you find this recipe?” Now my secret is out, it is all yours.
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/// Greyston Brownies ///
TIP: Bake these while listening to The Bergamot’s New Album Static Flowers
- 1 cup unbleached all purpose flour
- 3/4 cup unsweetened coco powder
- 1/2 t. salt
- 3/4 cup unsweetened coco powder
- 3/4 c. unsalted butter which = 1 1/2 sticks
- 1 1/2 c. sugar
- 3 eggs
- 1 TB vanilla ext
- 7 oz divided of high quality bitter sweet chocolate roughly chopped and 1 oz bitter sweet chocolate finely chopped
Place a rack in center of oven and preheat to 325 F grease with butter a 9X 13 baking pan and line it with parchment paper, leaving about 1inch of paper over hanging the 2 long sides of the pan.
Inn a bowl , whisk together the flour, cocoa powder, and salt to blend . set aside in the bowl of an electric mixer set to medium speed and beat butter and sugar together then add eggs one at a time stir in vanilla. Gradually mix in dry ingredients until well combined.
Stir in 1/2 chocolate chip chunks.
Spread the batter eventfully in the prepared pan.
Evenly distribute remaining roughly chopped chocolate chunks over the surface of batter.
Bake 35-40 min or until sides of brownies begin to pull away from sides of pan.
Once done remove pan and place on rack to cool. meanwhile place the finely chopped chocolate in a bowl and melt , then drizzle over cooled brownies and smile because life is good
This old man has been working the pizza place next door for over 40 years. He has got to be in his late 70′s by now. But everyday I close the door that leads to the swinging iron gate that flows out onto the sidewalk, where I then see the old man in his shop bright and early.
I think, when does he sleep, does he have a wife, how many more years can the old man wake up and keep doing this? But, everyday he is in there early and stays late, like really late.
Sometimes he is in there until 1AM. Then he has his regulars like the tall london accented guy who seems like he would be a perfect candidate for the starring role of Wallace from Wallace and Grommet to the hipster girl who swings over after work every other night.
Day in day out, the old man kneads the dough and sprinkles the cheese on top after the sauce is splashed on of course.
Then with his whole body he pushes the peel into the oven and you watch and you feel like you want to help and reach over the old dinged up white marble counter top and say hey old man I can help you do that, I can help lift it up into the fire and while I am at it I could help you read the numbers on the tiny cash-register keypad because I watch you struggle punching in the numbers on the key pad through the window from the sidwalk. These are the things I think about when I walk past his shop everyday and as I cross the street, sometimes in the quite of the morning I wonder when the day will be that I wake up and he is no longer there.
We sold everything we owned
Gave the rest to the state
A black backpack your hair tucked behind your ears
Faith wrapped around my wrist to remind me we are ever living
Young lips, larger than life, taking on new heights
Eternal youth greets me at my doorstep every morning
Cross my fingers
Give it all away
Will you give it all away
Standing heart in hand
A heartfelt manifesto written on a crinkled napkin shows off ones hopes and dreams.
These desires can only come to life when shared with a small group of people who inadvertently find themselves believing in the same things.
These people become part of your tribe. This tribe has the capability to impact their friends, then their neighborhood, in return their neighborhood impacts the city, the city impacts the state, the state, impacts the united states, and thus the united states impact the countries boarders and those countries then impact the global world.
She with her surf blond hair laughed plugged the cable into the internet portal and said ”yeah, that’s what we call a Norwegian Reset.” I looked at her and thought this crazy girl with her London accent and pure heritage is something else, really something else.
I realized in that very moment that I adored her.
Her friends call her Em’s I call her Em and her real name is Emilie. Its crazy how you can connect with certain people and know you will be life long friends.
What a joy people are, what gifts. I really will miss her when she heads back to Sweden this Wednesday.
It has only been one week since we have known her but I feel like we have known each other for years. She is an only child but we call each other sis already.
Chemistry, laugher, and ideas on Norman Ave. I suppose that is how life is you have a free spirit and for a second your spirits connect and intertwine only to untangle into shooting sparks then poof.
We don’t own anything at the end of the day, this jacket on my back will eventually go back into the earth, my shoes will wear down eventually, and my body will become flowers. Just like that our friends move on and we are left with a more enriched life for knowing them.
But we will never own anyone, or anything so we might as well stop trying to. Just be love and breedlove, it will come back to you.
Shine ON from a cafe somewhere in Brooklyn
My hands are open,
Breathing hard warm condensation forms around my lips
Pushing against the cold that swirls around my head
As my feet are warm in boots handmade in Portugal
Worn in and wondrous
Thoughts are now swirling like the wind that consumes me
On these stone streets
Thoughts grow on what I seek
I realize what I think about grows
Our thoughts become our words
Our words become our actions
Our actions become our
What you push for
Breath in and out
Is what defines you
Your mind reflects your
And can change them
Hope is what we all have.
Positivity is the lifeblood
I was just told by my lovely Swedish roommate that if I lived in Sweden I would be a called a Stockholm Vegetarian which is a vegetarian who eats fish. I was laughing quite hard when I heard this because people in the states would call my eating styles a pescetarian or some would say a two-faced vegetarian :). NYC has been home for four days, and I adore this city. Last, night we met up with the Noise Collective a group of mindful music loving folks, there are so many faces and interesting stories that are behind these faces. There is no place in the world I would rather be than working up in this city.