I’ve spent the entire month on a self-imposed no drinking, no gluten, minimal sugar, eating clean detox…With the exception of a delicious slice of salted caramel cake (recipe post coming) a few weeks ago, and the outrageously delicious and expensive gelato I bought to use up the remaining salted caramel sauce the other week.
But last night, Jota and I were debating getting Penguin’s. And I made us have tea instead. Tea. What is wrong with me? Please don’t answer that.
Now all I can think about is these brownies and what I’m going to make for the Superbowl. And going to the store next week to buy this awesome Woodchuck Cider Sampler, which is still gluten free I might add.
Don’t get me wrong, I feel great. But don’t doubt for a second that I’m not counting down the days until I can savor a glass of wine.
