Reese’s Brownies

I made these for someone special for Valentine’s Day. Speaking of which…hope yours is off to a great start. I know mine has been perfect so far.

I don’t think I can call this a recipe.

Maybe I can? Nah, I don’t think so.

It’s the easiest thing in the world, and it never fails to impress people and their taste buds.

Lucky for me, I didn’t have any vegetable oil on hand so I used canned pumpkin in its place, meaning these brownies are not only delicious, but they are incredibly healthy and so that justifies me taste-testing four brownies. I still recommend using the oil because if you’re gonna make Reese’s brownies, go big or go home.

Reese’s Brownies

– Box of brownie mix and the things it requires to make them (eggs, oil, water)
– A bag of Reese’s peanut butter cups

1. Follow preparation instructions on back of brownie mix box (preheat oven, mix together ingredients).

2. Chop up Reese’s peanut butter cups (or if you’re lazy like me, break them apart with your hands).

3. While chopping the Reese’s peanut butter cups, eat a few.

4. Add chopped Reese’s to brownie mix.

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5. Stir in chopped Reese’s. Batter will be very thick.

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7. Pour into brownie pan. Bake for suggested amount of time, but be prepared to leave the brownies in longer because they’re very dense.

8. Realize there is no step 6.

9. Check with toothpick to make sure the brownies are done.

10. When they are finished, remove them from the oven and allow to cool before cutting.

11. Eat some of them. Preferably with chocolate, peanut butter, or moose tracks (!!!) ice cream.

12. Maybe share.


Highlights from a Wednesday

Went to CrossFit and got a 20 lb PR on my deadlift. The coach told me I had more in me but unfortunately we ran out of time. So yes, a 225 pound deadlift, up almost 100 pounds from when I started four months ago.

Later on, I went to Whole Foods to get some almond butter, which I grabbed, but I also was forced to buy this.

Yes, I know. Almond and peanut butter with dried fruit and seeds? I was curious too. So I bought it. And then decided right away that I would consume it after dinner.

For dinner, I got a delicious bagel sandwich from a local bagel place. A turkey BLT on a cheddar bagel. So delicious. Not kosher, which might be ironic, as I was breaking the day’s fast for Yom Kippur, which means I also had the day off because I work for a Jewish-affiliated organization.

Maeby helped me break the fast. Well not really, because I didn’t share. I just let her watch me eat my dinner, as we waited to meet my friend for an evening hike.

Then she got upset when I was done and tried to see what was in the takeout bag.

And this was her first time ever sticking her head in something and having it get stuck. It was lovely and I’m glad I captured it on camera.

Then we went hiking with my friend, and stopped for froyo (not pictured) on the way home.

Overall, a perfect day.

That Time I Was Irish and I Got TB

Updates on my very special life:

March 16-17: I went to to Washington, DC to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day.  All of St. Patrick’s Day was spent stopping in at various bars in Dupont Circle and it was phenomenal.

We left my friend’s apartment at 10:30 a.m. and didn’t get back until 3 a.m.  Then I had to get up at 6 a.m. to catch a train back to Connecticut.  That was less than ideal but I’m not even mad.

March 18:  Left DC around 7:30 a.m., got home around 2:00 p.m.  Then I took it easy and then went to my friend’s house to watch the season finale of The Walking Dead.  This episode was ridiculous and I absolutely cannot wait for the fall so season three can start.  But my response to Lori?

Ugh, she sucks.  I can’t wait for her character to be killed off.

March 19-25: I met up with one guy friend on Thursday to watch college basketball.  Then I met up with another guy friend on Saturday to watch more college basketball.  I watched both games at the same place and saw some of the same people; I bet they think I’m really popular with members of the opposite sex, which is funny to me.

Just did a Google search for “I’m not a player I just crush a lot gif,” and these were the first five pictures that came up:

The rest of the week was full of me feeling like absolute crap (though I doubt eating bar food and drinking beer helped all that much).  Good thing Google was on my side and a quick search of my symptoms yielded plenty of results, including pancreatic cancer, Hodgkin’s disease, and the following from WebMD:

That’s right, my friends, I also have Tuberculosis, an intestinal parasitic infection, and another infection caused by a roundworm.  Turns out TB and parasites are now first-world problems.

Anyway, despite my terrible case of TB, mono, and various infections from parasites, I’m going back down to DC again this weekend.  Life doesn’t stop because I’m plagued by multiple illnesses at the same time.


So those are my exciting updates.  Additionally, I’ve decided on a few races I plan to do…I currently have one mapped out for every month for the rest of the year.  That list will be posted in the next few days, but it’s looking like half marathons through September, and then two or three marathons to wrap up the year.  I’m feeling good about it.

Scenes From Christmas

All photos taken on my phone…sorry for the quality!

He’s yawning but it almost looks like he’s laughing.

He’s sleepy because he’s an old man.

Stuffing, mac n cheese, green bean casserole, and turkey.  So, so good.

We went in anyway.

Maple pecan pie.

A couple of my gifts.  Yes, I’m a nerd.  But, I got other things, I swear!

Vegetables, stuffing, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, and the best roast beef I’ve ever had.

One last one of Oscar, drifting off to sleep.  And wearing the red ribbon I put on him on Christmas Eve.


Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday weekend!

And today?  I’m back to work.  Have a great day!

Mickey’s Christmas

This is a dog that, back on February 25, 2011 when he came to our house:

  • was afraid of anything and everything
  • had never played with a squeaky dog toy (based on his surprise at the squeak) or likely any toy for that matter
  • didn’t know how to use the bathroom outside
  • barked every day and every night when he was in his crate
  • didn’t wag his tail
  • didn’t know how to walk on a leash
  • didn’t know how to run or play

And now, exactly ten months later, here he is…

Mickey is a dog that we don’t think was ever loved and he came to us scared and defensive.  He’s still a work in progress, and we’re learning more about how to work with him everyday, but each day he is growing and proving that even dogs who haven’t been loved and who have been abused have so much to give if someone just takes a chance on them.

Merry Christmas everyone!