When I was growing up my mom always packed my lunch for school.
I was allowed to buy school lunch once a week, the day of my choosing. Of course I always chose pizza Friday. Pizza Friday ruled.
The other 4 days of the week I brown-sacked it.
I do remember getting made fun of a time or 15 for bringing lunch…apparently the cool thing to do in the 7th grade was to buy everyday. I’m not sure why I remember that, because honestly I’ve tried to bury my middle school years deep down in the depths of my soul. Deep deep down. Nothing good comes from middle school, that’s a hard fact.
Anyway, when I begged my mom to buy hot-lunch she tried to convince me that the reason that she packed mine for me was because it was “much healthier”. When that reasoning didn’t work she tried to convince me that she loved me and she must care about me more than other moms who let their kids buy everyday do. Who knew the sack lunch was a declaration of devotion? With that logic Valentine’s Day has it all wrong with chocolates and flowers. All men in the world have to do is pack a sack lunch for their sweetie and call it day.
When I called my mom’s love-bluff she pulled out her favorite “go-to” problem solving device: “The other kids are just jealous”.
Do you know how many times over the course of my childhood that I heard those words? If I didn’t get invited to a birthday party…well, she must be jealous of me. If I was last to be chosen at kickball…yes, those kids were just jealous of my kickballing skills. If little Kimmi made fun of the fact that I couldn’t hoist myself up the rope climb during gym class..well, yes…she was extremely jealous of my weak upper body strength. It made total sense.
But you know what? I’m thinking back…when my mom packed my lunch she would always throw in a Little Debbie snack cake. Dare I say that it might be possible that the other kids WERE indeed jealous of my home-packed lunch on account of the delicious, prepacked snack cake that almost always resided at the bottom for dessert?
While this theory doesn’t necessarily apply to the rope climb or the birthday party I think my mom might have been onto something.
But to get there I first had to make brownies. A yummy, fudgy brownie…
But honestly, this brownie recipe is so easy and so good, I say, just give it a try.
After your brownies are baked and cooled cut them into squares.
But if you are feeling crafty, then get out your wax paper, a rolling pin and some frosting…
Place a single brownie in between two sheets of wax paper and roll it until it’s thin…
Then spread a thin layer of frosting on top of the thin brownie…
Now if you don’t want to use frosting, you could use Marshmallow Fluff, or Nutella or peanut butter or or or…the possibilities are huge!
Now carefully roll it up. I pushed with the wax paper as I rolled so the brownie wouldn’t break.