This past weekend I was a hockey widow.
Chris went to Las Vegas to watch the LA Kings hockey game at the MGM Grand hotel on his annual boys trip.
I have been trying to make homemade dinners when we are home together and since he was gone, I didn't feel like going to the market. So I searched our cupboards for something to eat and came across:
It was calling my name!
When I was younger and would cook with my Nana, I would always wait expectantly to lick the bowl/beaters/spatula. It's nice to know that some things never change!
Warm brownies ala mode!
The perfect indulgent meal...guess I'll have to go back to boot camp soon!
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