Brownies!

Another fruity title. This however is not about any brownies, especially the ones that come out of a box (people claim that they have homemade brownies, but they just made it at home using the mix). This is about my mother and her brownies. Let's begin by saying that my mother makes the best brownies in the world, hands down (that's not just because she's my mom, I'll get to why in a second). Secondly, they are addicting but bad for you, I can remember times where I have polished off an entire tray easily without even thinking about it.

My mother's brownies are not the ordinary thick chocolate cakes in a pan that you would see in a pan any day. Her's are pretty much like a combination of cake and fudge mixed together, though more like fudge. People, not just me go wild for them and they beg her for them regardless of the fact that eating one slice is just like eating a stick of butter. There are a lot of things to say about these brownies and there isn't generally anything bad to say.

My mother tends to lure people into her brownie "cult" for lack of a better word; they are hypnotic quite oddly (I think it might be the vanilla extract...). It is almost like a religion, I'm a priest, I go and spread the good word about how good these brownies really are which gets people excited to try them and when Jesus Christ (my mother) comes along with her brownies and people try them, they all follow her and ask for more.

I have friends who are die-hard eaters of my mother's brownies, I as well am one of them. Whenever we see those friends (4 different families) we they beg for them, and there are still a large amount of people trying them. Today, she made a batch for a symposium for the science research department and there was almost a fight in the faculty over them. You may be skeptical until you try my mother's brownies, and then you will be a follower.

I don't think it's that bad of a cult in you eat them in moderation.