I have quite the recipe for you today.
These bars are SO GOOD, let me tell you.
The original recipe called for passion fruit, but I couldn’t find any, so I used mango. However, if you have goji berries handy, I would highly recommend using those instead.
(I’m a little obsessed with goji berries at the moment.)
I think my favorite thing about these, however, is that the chocolate isn’t melted to make a white chocolate-flavored bar. It’s chopped so you get delicious bites of white chocolate in each bar.
I love the texture. I love the sudden burst of buttery white chocolate.
(You’re going to want to get the good stuff, by the way.)
These bars go very well with a chai latte. They go very well with nothing at all.
These bars are good if you have recently been to the library and you found the despairingly small collection of feminist books interspersed with books about being single.
These bars are good even if you haven’t done that.
I don’t know, I feel like you should probably just make these bars. You won’t regret it.
I found this recipe in a sort of funny way because I follow other blogs on WordPress, as one does… but I never check them. I never see my WordPress dashboard because I have no idea where it is. When I was writing my last post, though, my computer died before I could finish so I went to use a different computer and when I logged into my account, it showed me all the blogs I apparently follow.
One of them is a really beautiful travel/food blog that I wish I had paid attention to earlier called Le Pirate, which is where I got the recipe.
Ingredients:
- 7 tbsp butter, nearly melted
- 1 cup sugar
- 2 eggs
- 1 tsp vanilla
- pinch of sea salt
- 1 cup flour
- 2 tbsp mango, chopped; goji berries; passion fruit pulp
- 7 grams white chocolate
Recipe:
Whisk the butter and sugar together until well-combined.
Stir in the eggs, vanilla, and salt and whisk well. Stir in the flour, chocolate, and fruit of your choice.
Pour into a greased pan (or a pan lined with parchment paper). Bake at 350 degrees for about 25 minutes, or until just set.
I’ve been reading a lot of David Sedaris lately. I first read him in high school after I went to see him doing a reading at the Strand. He signed my book very nicely (“To Kate – I can’t spell skateboard without you”) and my dad’s very snidely (“Your story touched my heart” – this to the man who barely said a word to Sedaris). His stories never fail to embarrass me in public as I laugh out loud and disturb fellow subway-riders, park-sitters-in, and cafe-goers. I highly recommend almost anything he’s written, and if you can’t get the audiobooks read by him, so much the better.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, Comcast just re-imbursed me $65.41 so I’m going to have a Frances Ha moment and find some way to spend it.
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