This bar blog is closing. I could not keep up with my own promise to bake, eat, and write regularly. My expanding waistline shrunk those ambitions.
Thank you - sincerely, truly - for reading Brownie or Die. If you are an aspiring professional interested in networking, please check out my new blog, Biz Plop. It's a work in progress and could use your input.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Why Bars Are Better
You can count on me to furnish dessert at meetings, parties, and potlucks; I never turn down an opportunity to seduce strangers with sugar. I bring bar desserts, natch, but my allegiance to the 8 x 8-inch pan is not so rabid as to blind me to reason. I'll concede that cupcakes are trendy and pies are homey. The beauty of bars, however, is fivefold:
- No Transportation Trouble - Bars can be conveniently stacked, even when frosted. Cupcakes require fussy care in transit if they are to remain precious by party time. Moreover, a pyramid of brownies looks much more dramatic and appealing than a pile of deflated cookies. Carry bars in clear tupperware on the Metro and you'll garner at least five phone numbers before you get off.
- Portion Control - The ideal bar is 2 x 2 inches, a size that both pardons dieters from their sweet transgression and allows for a full but not overwhelming experience of the bar. Hedonists (me, me, me!) can always pick up a second or third bar. Since we're not in kindergarten anymore, don't cut bars so big that guests must share nicely.
- Crustlessness - Almost any cookie dough can be slathered into a pan and baked in bar form. This practice produces an Elysian plane of the cookie's winningest feature: its soft, gooey interior. I do not trim the edges from my bar desserts because the thought of throwing any part of a dessert away makes me misty. I do, however, keep the corners. These I eat immediately, while standing, cutting knife in hand, barely a breath between bites.
- Mirthful Mouthful - It is impossible to elegantly consume a cupcake without flatware (see Bar Benefit #2). They are usually a smidgen too big for the mouth but not big enough that you don't give it an awkward go. The next thing you know you're sporting a Nair-like smear of frosting on your upper lip, a thousand crumbs have pooled in your lap, and your jaw aches. There is real beauty in the simplicity of the bite-and-chew bar.
Keep these facts in mind the next time you're nominated to be the bearer of good food. Bar desserts make your life easier and everyone else's night better.
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