My mother asked me which brownie mix I used when I gave her a piece of my latest and greatest incarnation of the fudgy chewy brownie. I don't know how to take that comment? Of course I made it from scratch! My whole LIFE IS MADE FROM SCRATCH. Ahem. Just over-reacting.
I felt like I really got the hang of making the chocolate from cocoa powder, butter, sugar and eggs. It looked and tasted like chocolate sauce. Legitimate chocolate sauce. No separating like it did last time. Last two times. But this new oven? Still have not quite got the hang of it! What is so fundamentally different about convection baking? I tried reducing the bake time. Maybe I should just reduce the bake temperature.
Either way, it looks gorgeous. Brownie mix. Ha. If only Betty Crocker added this much cocoa. I've got cocoa in places I can't see, there's so much in the air.
Completed my first Performance Test today. What. A. Pain. In. The KEESTER! For a few nerve-wracking hours, I was hunched over the keyboard, typing away like my life depended on it (which it did). It was a marathon of keystrokes! Clickity-clickity-clickity-click! But. Secretly? I love performance test. Because? I don't have to know any law. It's given to me. Only have to compute and spit out something. But don't need to know anything going in. Luckily? It's worth 40% of the written portion. It's worth 4 essay exams! Whoo! I can completely bomb the areas of substantive law and still get by with the skin of my teeth using the fake law provided in the Performance Test.
And now? Back to the Agency and Partnership lecture. A lisping little troll. I've never had heartburn or acid indigestion like these past two nights. It's quite, um, effervescent. Or something. Anyone know what to do for this? I'm slightly afraid of Tums after last time when I ate so many, my tongue dried out for the rest of the day.
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