My sister Laura was driving me home from the airport the other night when she suddenly felt like she couldn’t see the road very well. And that’s when we realized…no headlights. NO LIGHTS!!
Moments later we had a sisterly-bonding moment when we realized that we had both assumed all the flashing lights were the result of a bumpy road. You know when there is a bump in the road and the headlights of the oncoming cars flash at you?
Yeah, no. We’re just idiots who can’t even tell when people are trying to flash us to warn us that HELLO, we have no lights on. They would be even more enraged if they found out our reasoning. “This idiot doesn’t even have their lights on when it’s pitch black outside, and when I flash them they think it’s a BUMPY ROAD??”
Lest you think me rude for cutting Laura no slack, let me set you straight: I’ve been pulled over 2 times in my entire life. BOTH times were because I had no lights on in the middle of the night. What is it with me?
The first time was like 2 weeks after I got my license when I was 16. I was driving myself home from a church activity and the guy pulls me over. “So where are you coming from?” Church. “You been drinking?” Horrified. NO! I’m Mormon, I don’t do that! “Why aren’t your lights on?” There were street lamps…?
The other time was a few years later in college. My boyfriend had just broken up with me so I was crying and my face was all red and gross and I’m hysterical and the cop’s like, “You been drinking?” and I’m like No, I’m Mormon! But he wasn’t buying it, I had to watch his pen as he waved it in my face.
I honestly don’t blame him. I probably looked like a total meth-head driving around in the middle of the night with no lights on and that frenzied look in my eye. Drugs and 10-minutes-post-breakup look pretty much the same, right?
I never liked Snickers very much until I was in the Dominican Republic one summer for an internship and for some reason decided to buy one from a beach shop. It was not air conditioned and so the Snickers was completely melted. It was amazing. I realized that I loved Snickers, but only when they are warm enough that you need a fork to eat it.
Enter these Snickers Brownie Bars. You can eat them melty if you want, without being that freak who is microwaving their Snickers bar and eating it with a fork. (Seinfeld, anyone?) Oh, and did I mention the brownie layer? Umm, yeah. The nougat layer is just marshmallow creme mixed with peanut butter, and it is awesome. I’m trying figure out what else I can put it on now. Apples? Sandwiches? My finger? Yes.
Source: adapted from the lovely Hayley over at Domestic Rebel
Start out with a basic brownie mix. Bake it up just like normal. Add chocolate chips if that’s your thing.
Grab some marshmallow creme. Here’s my tip: remove all the foil from the lid, put it in the microwave for 15-30 seconds until it starts to puff up like that, then use a spatula to get it out. You will never go back.
Mix that up with some peanut butter, and don’t bother getting a new spatula because if you end up with a little marshmallow creme in your peanut butter jar…well I just don’t see how that could be a bad thing.
Spread the “nougat” layer on top of the brownies. I used my fingers.
Then melt up your caramel and spread that over the top. Spread it fast! Drizzle it all over the pan, not in one shot like this. Whatever you do, DON’T stop to take a picture.
Add a cup of chocolate chips on top and broil it for a couple minutes until they are spreadable. Use more chocolate chips if you want, this only makes a thin layer that is kind of a pain to spread, but I didn’t want a thick layer. Don’t walk away from the broiler! Really. Let cool, then EAT!