Okay, so I got a horrible craving for brownies. Just had to have them. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem, except I had NO cocoa powder or baking chocolate on hand and currently hubby has my car (his in the shop) and he wouldn’t be home until after 8 and I knew I would die of unrequited brownie lust by then.
Poking around in the pantry did turn up a chocolate cake mix and I figured, why not? Pretty much the same ingredients, just cake batter is a lot more liquid than brownie batter. So just cut back on the liquids a bit, and things will turn out all right, right?
Yeah.
So the box called for three eggs, 1/2 c. liquid oil, and 1 cup of water. So I tried one egg (since you add more eggs to create cakier brownies, and I was heading the opposite way), the same amount of oil, and a half cup of water.
This created an unstirrable lump of brown sludge. And I tasted it… no real chocolate flavor. What to do. We have a ton of left over candy from Halloween (what happened to the trick or treaters this year?) but unfortunately the only chocolate item was Kit Kat bars.
But I did have some packets of cocoa mix! Okay… Ripped open four of those, dumped them in, and added a bit more water.
Now I had a rather darker lump of unstirrable brown sludge. (But at least it tastes more chocolatey!)
Maybe another egg.
Except it wouldn’t stir in – the lump of sludge just sort of skated around on top on the slimy egg in the bottom of the bowl.
Okay, time to turn to power tools. I got out the hand mixer and had a go.
And the damned lump o’sludge proceeded to CRAWL UP THE BEATERS! All the way up, to the top of the beaters and smearing onto the handle! I’m not kidding, it was acting like Son of Blob from the old horror movies, flowing against gravity in search of prey.
I tried over and over, adding more water, scraping the sludge-monster down off the beaters. But within seconds of turning on the mixer the sludge was on the prowl again.
So I finally gave up.
On the power tools, not the goal. A woman in need of brownies is not easily deterred. The stuff tasted okay, so… I greased up a square pan. Heavily, figuring I might need to make it difficult for Son O’Blob to crawl out of the pan. And then I plopped as much of the mass into the pan as I could pry and scrape free of the beaters.
And then I tried to spread it out. Yeah. There was zero friction against the greasy pan AND the stuff had a cohesive springy texture. It was sort of like trying to spread a (chocolate?) pizza dough that hadn’t been given any time to rest. It’s alive!
Finally it was laying more or less flat, more or less covering the bottom of the pan. I bunged it into a 350 degree oven, set the timer for 30 minutes as a pure guess and slammed the door on it. If nothing else, I figured the Blob would roast to death and could be disposed of WITHOUT needing to call in the National Guard with flame throwers.
So when the timer when off, I cautiously opened the door. Hmmm. It didn’t look like brownies at all. It had risen up to fill the entire pan to the top of the sides. On the other hand, it did look – and smell – rather good. So I poked it with a toothpick, which came out clean. To my surprise, given that the result was at least three times as thick as a normal brownie and should have taken much longer to cook. So I tried cutting out a little piece in the corner of the pan. Which came out neatly, looked done… and, swear to god, it actually tastes GOOD.
Not like a brownie, really, the texture is wrong. Much more like a dense cake – anyone remember those ‘snack cake’ mixes from decades ago? Where you dumped the mix, one tablespoon of vinegar, and some water into the pan, stirred and baked? It seemed like a close cousin of that.
But it was warm and sweet and chocolatey. Close enough, I guess. At least to keep me from further mad scientist experiments for now.