To fully blossom into a Hausfrau, one needs to do some baking. And so Merissa and I decided to bake some brownies. German brownies. From a mix. A German mix!
First, we bought the mix.
Next, we read the directions. (Surprisingly, I'm actually better at "reading" German than speaking it)
"Oh dammit, we need a pan!"
"Wait, it comes with a pan!"
"It comes with a pan??"
Yes, it came with it's own cardboard pan in the mix box. Quite impressively German engineered too. Which....means it took us twice as long to assemble. Hehehe.
We were so excited, the apartment smelled of chocolate brownies, and we waited impatiently for them to cook, nevermind cooling. Then we tried them. As we exchanged confused and disappointed glances, we finally admitted the truth.
"These don't taste like brownies."
"They taste like unsweet cake."
"Yeah, bready-cake."
We were so disappointed. I vowed never to buy them again and then devoured an entire bag of gummi bears.
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