blogging about blondies

Blogging is funny, because so often the pictures paint the scene and leave you wanting to be a part of the moment. I recently saw the lovely sunlit picture above on martawrites.com where she wrote of her butterscotch blondies. And ever since I've been thinking, "my life needs some blondies." So last night, after my sweet husband ran to the store for flour and butterscotch chips, I made my own blondies.

The batter didn't look like enough to fit in my 9x13 pan, so I opted for my smaller size. But at some point in the oven, that 1 Tablespoon of baking soda really took off, and when the timer went off, I found a loaf of butterscotch goodness. Unfortunately, the bottom of the loaf was still raw. So I took the bars out of the smaller pan (thankful for the tinfoil) and placed them in the 9x13 pan for another 20 minutes. And when they came out they were dense as (what's a really dense thing? hmmm...just googled this question and was given the answer plutonium) dense as plutonium.

Rory was gracious and used a lot of milk to get his down. And lets face it, with enough butter and sugar, it doesn't really matter what your end result turns out to be. But just take a moment to compare my picture below to Marta's above. Makes me laugh.