deep, deep pleasures

this morning i woke up and baked a batch of fudge brownies (recipe from the american book). this recipe was very different from nigella's; it uses very little flour - i think it's using the beaten eggs as the main structure ingredient. determining the doneness was not easy, as with nigella's brownies. i think i might have even burnt the surface slightly.

there's always something satisfying when you hear the brownie bubbling away after you take the pan out of the oven. anyways, the brownies turned out really like pieces of fudge; not the chocolate fudge sauce kind of fudge, but the squares of tooth-achingly sweet and chewy fudge - the ones i ate on 2nd november of 2006. you couldn't stop at one piece.
today's also a day of believe it or not: i'm bringing around a whisk in my tote bag; i burnt my lip when i leaned too close to the pan to smell the brownie.

there's going to be another feast at jia en's house tonight, and i intend to make a bitter orange ice cream; something simple, quick, that doesn't tire me out excessively - the nigella express way.