Nope! This was the case last night, and I found THIS incredible recipe on Allrecipes.com. And Oh, My is an understatement!

Here is the recipe with pictures. I made a few changes, as suggested by one of the commenters on Allrecipes.com.
INGREDIENTS
- 1/3 cup all-purpose flour
- 1 cup water
- 1/2 cup butter (1 stick)
- 2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
- 2 cups white sugar
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 cup of semi-sweet chocolate chips
DIRECTIONS
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease a 9x13 inch pan. In a heavy saucepan combine the 1/3 cup of flour and water. Cook over medium heat stirring constantly until thick. Transfer to a mixing bowl and set aside to cool. {This took a while. I used a whisk. Lost track of time. Just suddenly noticed that I had a very think glue-like mixture.}
- In a small saucepan, melt butter. When butter has melted, add the cocoa and mix until smooth; set aside to cool. Beat the sugar and vanilla into the cooled flour mixture. Stir in the cocoa mixture until well blended. Combine the flour, baking powder and salt, stir into the batter until just blended. Add chocolate chips. Spread evenly in the prepared pan.
- Bake for 20 to 25 minutes in the preheated oven, until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean. Cool before cutting into bars. {Mine took closer to 28 minutes. I used a 9X11 pan though.}

They weren't NEARLY as sweet as boxed mixes. Which meant they were PERFECT with a dollop of vanilla ice cream and a drizzle of chocolate sauce on top.

Oh my.















It was my birthday present. I was pleased - they had listened. I hadn't been hinting they should get me one - but it sure beats an "unauthorized" gift - like the George Foreman grill collecting dust in the garage.
He went to sit down - I guess to keep us company. But we've been in slightly similar situations before and I knew he wouldn't be able to keep from making inflammatory, irritating, stupid comments. So I told him to just leave and not to "contaminate" the girls. He did leave - thank goodness!
and DD#1 said, "Well, I know it's done because it's white all the way through!"
His only saving grace is that he came in and cooked his OWN dinner after we vacated the kitchen/dining room.
