Dear Cheesecake Brownie,
I know pleasure should be derived as much from the journey as from the destination – but I cannot hide my disappointment. See, I’d love to say I am wholly pleased with how you turned out, but the truth is… I am not (even though I do accept all the blame in this instance).
I am sorry that I swirled you so much with a rough wooden spoon instead of a sleek dull knife or dainty spatula… how I regretted it the moment your surface turned into a slushy brown! It took just a few seconds to ruin your face. I wanted to turn back time and swirl you again, carefully this time…
When I took you out from the oven, it was with a mildly heavy heart that I did so:
I mean… you could have looked like this instead! If only I had been more careful. (last image (c) David Lebovitz, recipe here)
You do, however, still taste quite nice ;-)