…Is Through His Stomach.

Such a cliche but so very true.

What does a man come home for? Love, Warmth, Food, Family.

I made Brownies today and fed our plumber with them. I may have very little wealth but I CAN cook.

Oh. Crap. Between the plumber and the husband, nearly all the Brownies are gone. My boys are well versed in my oft-quoted saying :


I had a sudden need to know about the history of Brownies.

To us Brits they are pure America.

But are they?