When my guy really, really likes a recipe, he gives it grunts. Sometimes one, sometimes two, and on the very rare occasion, three.
I like when my guy gives my recipes grunts. What can I say – I get a certain sort of satisfaction out of it. One grunt makes me smile. Three and I practically jump into the air. Just call me a 50s housewife, I don’t care.
Wait. I just realized you guys might be imagining actual grunts. And now I’m imagining him making actual grunts over food too. And giggling.
No no. Metaphorical grunts. They’re sort of like giving a recipe stars, but in a manly way.
This recipe didn’t quite make it to the coveted three-grunt club, but! It was super, super close.
“Two grunts,” my guy said. “Maybe 2.5.”
Two and a half grunts up! No chump change, that.
While you’re mentally trying to figure out what half a grunt sounds like, I’ll go ahead and tell you a little about this recipe.
It’s really sort of a weird one, in the way that it comes together. You spread a thick batter into the pan. Then you top it with chocolate chips. Then you sprinkle a dry mix of cocoa and sugars over the top. Then you pour some hot water and instant espresso over the top.
Then you bake it, and magical things happen. A rich, gooey cake forms on the top, and a warm, melty, dark, fudgy sauce forms on the bottom.
Things really get real when you spoon it into a bowl along with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. The ice cream gets all melty and cuts the super-sweet richness of the cake and the sauce.
Grunt-worthy indeed. Metaphorical or out loud.