Winston told me during brunch that he has brownies only once a year as a form of indulgence. ok… and so i digressed from my christmas baking, and baked him these chococlate rich brownies…and when i emailed and asked if he is in town.. he said no… and that he is in a land where even birds won’t lay eggs…. ok… great… a surprise for him turned out to be a surprise for me… i’m gonna keep these brownies and make him eat’em even if they’d gone bad….
Pollution index: 309 (Hazardous)
