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I’m baaaaaack! In fact, I’m back in more ways than one.  Back to blogging, back to school, and back in the swing of things.  It’s good to be back. But let me tell you, being back isn’t all fun and games, rainbows and unicorns, flowers and fairy dust.  In some ways it’s difficult to be back because, by being [...]

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Peanut Butter Brownies…With Beer

by kneadspeed on June 6, 2011

in Baked Goods,bars

Buttah. It’s name evokes imagery of smooth richness.  Buttah (AKA butter) is awesome.  It’s fantastic.  It’s a stick of lipid gold.  Put a peanut in front of it, and you get one of the best darn things on this planet.  Peanut buttah. Ah, yes.  Spreadable, slatherable, dippable, and lickable, peanut butter is an extremely versatile ingredient.  It [...]

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They say third time’s a charm, but they’re wrong.  It’s the second. Ever reread a book?  Or watch a really great movie twice? Surely you’ve made a great recipe a second time?  Or gone back for seconds at a meal? Things make more sense, seem more profound, and even taste better.  Second time’s a charm. [...]

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Willpower is not merely a word; it is the underlying force that drives human action and reaction. Willpower is both the power to suppress and the power to incite. Willpower, or lack thereof, is smothering my ability to review for final exams.  It’s the reason I woke up at 10:30 this fine Saturday morning.  It’s the [...]

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I was astounded at the popularity of my last post!  I had no idea marshmallow Peeps could garner such adulation.  It seems that… a.) Many people love Peeps. Or, b.) Many people love finding ways to use Peeps.  But I’m thinking it’s probably… c.) Many people love to see what strange and exotic transformations Peeps can undergo. [...]

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I feel weak-kneed.  Pale-faced.  Clammy-palmed.  I feel the need to designate a lucky pair of underwear.  Maybe I’ll choose the green and white striped ones.  Or maybe plain black, to reflect the seriousness of the occasion. I feel it, deep inside the pit of my stomach.  The feeling one gets while being pulled over by a police [...]

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