I have found that New Yorkers are really social. People who live in the city offer to
host dinner parties/get-togethers/general hanging out in their homes all the
time. Especially in the winter
when the local bar or restaurant is too far to travel because your ears my fall
off from frostbite. It turns out
ear muffs were not just something that looked cute on me when I was
six-years-old. They actually serve a purpose.
The willingness to host guests for an evening of fun in
one’s apartment is fascinating to me because everyone who lives here
(correction, everyone with whom I associate) has either A) an incredibly small
apartment or B) random nooks and crannies that would deem a dinner party
impossible to accommodate in one room leaving someone sitting by themselves in
the bathroom because that is the only seat available. Or both. These
two are not mutually exclusive.
Nevertheless, people are still willing to open their hearts
and homes on a snowy Friday night to hang out and that is where we found ourselves
last night. Two of my neighbors
and I thought we should host a progressive dinner party in an effort to hang
out with our fellow 33 West 89ers.
The plan was to start on the second floor for appetizers, head to the
fourth floor for empanadas and hit up the fifth floor for dessert (this was my
contribution, naturally). Once I
got over the fear of letting ten people into our miniscule living room
(complete with floor maps of what the most efficient seating arrangement would
look like), I was ready. As we all
gathered on the second floor and mingled with our neighbors, we realized we
should just bring the food there instead of moving herds of folks up three
extra flights of stairs after gorging on wine and cheese. And that is what we did. We brought the progression to
them. And it was lovely.
My contribution included cupcakes (to be revealed on a later
post) and these brownies from the popular Fat
Witch Bakery in Chelsea Market. Chelsea Market has long been one of my
favorite spots in NYC. When I would
visit Robbie here (pre-Robbie-in-London, pre-law-school, pre-marriage), we made
it a point to stop in and peruse the shops. In the five years since, it has become much more of a
tourist attraction (can’t say I blame them) with a random Anthropologie thrown
in the mix of local bakeries and vendors.
They were a hit last night, even with some unintentional extra
chocolatey-ness. (I added 1 cup of bittersweet chocolate instead of ½ cup. Oops.)
These are best eaten the same night (or soon after) unless
you can find a way to keep them as airtight as possible. There’s a reason Fat
Witch Bakery individually wraps their brownies with tight cellophane. I will say, though, that they are still
their crumbly, chocolate deliciousness on a Saturday morning with one’s cup of
coffee. Just saying.
Fat Witch Brownies
Adapted from Fat Witch Brownies – The
Cookbook
14 Tablespoons Butter
1 cup bittersweet chocolate (The original recipe calls for ½
cup plus 2 tablespoons bittersweet chocolate chips but I used a bar of
bittersweet chocolate and chopped it up until I had a cup. So I broke the rules twice.)
1 ¼ cups granulated sugar
4 large eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
½ cup plus 2 tablespoons of flour
Pinch of Salt
In a saucepan over low heat, melt the butter and chocolate
together, stirring often. Set
aside to cool once they have melded into each other. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit and grease a 9x9 inch
baking pan. Cream the sugar, eggs
and vanilla together. This can be
done by hand, no need to break out the mixer. With a whisk, mix with some hearty elbow grease until it is
a light yellow color and well-incorporated. Add the chocolate mixture and mix until blended. Add the flour and salt and mix until
combined and you see no more dry ingredients in the batter. Pour the batter into the baking pan and
bake for 33 minutes. (I left mine
for 36 minutes. This is what happens when my timer breaks and I convince myself
I can just remember that I have brownies in the oven and should check back in
33 minutes.) Remove from the oven
and let cool for 1 hour. They are
much easier to cut if you wait this hour although I know it will be tempting to
dive right in.
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