I think it’s been a while since we’ve had a round of ‘everybody laugh at how weird/silly Izy is’, and of course, those moments never stop happening. Should we have a story? Yeah it’s story time (although, this is a pretty short one).
So one night, I was just about to go to bed, and I wanted a nice warm drink. I boiled the kettle while considering my options: Tea, green tea, Jasmine Tea (which btw, I find pretty much like drinking rainbows and smiles – it’s a beautiful experience, you should try it). I decided I would go down the ‘hot juice’ route; it sounds really weird, but apple and blackcurrant squash + hot water is amaze.
(Yes. Yes, I am Sixteen. But sometimes, a girl needs some nostalgic artificial fruit flavourings, okay..)
Kettle boiled, perfect ratio of squash to water mixed, mug picked up.
…(I’ll just emphasise that). SIP TAKEN.
…still don’t get me? a mouthful of BOILING HOT fruity-water taken.
Then a freaking reflex reaction which led to me spilling said boiling beverage onto my mug-holding hand. Oh no, oh no no no no no.
Needless to say, I burnt my whole mouth. Not fun when you’re an obvious foodie – a large amount of this love of food stemming from being able to taste things.
aaaand that was pretty unrelated to these brownies apart from the fact that even if you didn’t have tastebuds, they are so delicious that you would crave them, just by looking at them.
They’re fantasico and you should make them because, as the friend I made them for said,
“The world needs to know about these brownies Izy. The world needs to know.”