When I found out my dad was coming to town just two days before my birthday I challenged him to a brownie bake-off. My dad loves to bake and has about 4 recipes he claims are perfect and never makes anything else. I prefer to try all sorts of new recipes and rarely make the same thing twice. I thought we had a friendly competition going until I graciously called him the morning of and had a conversation like this:
“Dad, do you need anything from the store?”
“No, I have everything I am bringing up some chocolate”
“Oh do you have enough for both of us?”
“I don’t really think it’s fair for you to use my chocolate. You can’t use my chocolate. This is a competition.”
“Ok Dad, I’ll go spend $7 on chocolate. I love you. Have a safe trip.”
“You’re going down Lisa muhahahahhahahahahha!!!!”
Or something like that………So much for friendly. Turns out this was just going to be a competition.
I used a recipe from the NYTimes for .
Pops getting in on the baking. Yes, he travels with his own pan. He uses the recipe on the back of.
Once the brownies were done, we strolled down Newbury St, picked up some sushi and had a nice dinner. Then the fun was over and it was back to the cutthroat competition.
Everyone claimed to like both and said one was more fudge-y and one was more cake-y. But I insisted on a vote. Can you tell who won?
Still, everyone got to eat birthday brownies and ice cream. And everyone said both were delicious-minus one (who is not to be named) who said bRJownie A was no good. I made brownie A. My boyfriend also decided that my brownies were not as good as my Dad’s. Fine by me, but I will NOT be baking for him anytime soon. All in all it was a fun contest and a delicious birthday desert, although I did miss eating frosting! Maybe there will be some in my future.