Wednesday, November 02, 2005

ABBY'S BLACKIES

We have a teenage softball friend named Abby who was honored to be asked to do some baking for a family get-together. She had spent a lot more time on the softball diamond than in the kitchen, though, so she needed a little hand-holding.

Her assignment: bake brownies for 24 people.

Instructions: double the recipe.

OK. Fine. Abby prepared two 9” x 13” pans, opened two boxes of brownie mix, and doubled the eggs, oil and water. So far, so good.

But this logical young lady figured that doubling meant doubling. So . . . she also doubled the oven TEMPERATURE. Hmm. There was no 700 degrees on her oven dial, so she turned it to “Broil.”

She also doubled the amount of TIME for baking, to nearly an hour on the oven timer.

Heyyyy! They SAID “double.”

It didn’t take that long for the smoke alarm to go off and the pans of hardened charcoal to be rushed outside, setting off gales of laughter from her not-so-supportive family members. And new family lore was born, signaling lifelong mirthful reminders about “Abby’s Blackies.”

Alas! That’s what you get for dutifully following instructions!

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