First, I’m a Mario Bros. Purist, which is to say it is the only* video game I will play, and even then only O.G. and 3.
Second, we’re all adults here. We’ve all seen Caddyshack and can handle the Unidentified Floating Turd P’shop that made me cackle to make.
Third, so brownies, right? They are like real-life Mario invincibility stars. I’ve been a really shoddy kitchen stocker this whole time. What to Expect When You’re Expecting is to Expect to have ice cream in the freezer. I got it once, and the commissary only has vanilla soy, so I got bored. I keep forgetting to get the treats you’re supposed to want and I end up eating weird things like raisin bran out of the box, because it’s almost like a cookie if you’re a Healthy Living Blogger.
And so, I went to the store hungry yesterday — which means the brownie mix came home and was made. This is where the story gets brilliant:
I gave the kid, who hasn’t really had much in the way of desserts, a giant brownie with frosting right before bed.
You know what happens if you do that? All together now, sing the song. She went bananas. Nuts, even.
But wait, there’s more! They also work the same for adults! I was totally zombied all day, had a piece of magic** brownie after lunch and immediately got on my bike and did 16 miles. Calories. Units of energy. WHO KNEW.
It earned the song again.
*Besides Tetris OBVS.
***Yeah. It’s a whole post about brownies as if they were part of Super Mario Bros. Seems legit**.