toasted s’mores fudge brownies
Bonfires, batshit drunkards, and s’mores brownies. I can practically smell summertime. Which, I mean, woe is me, but the arrival of my least…
Bonfires, batshit drunkards, and s’mores brownies. I can practically smell summertime. Which, I mean, woe is me, but the arrival of my least…
Summer’s entrance means s’mores, and when you integrate them into a brownie, well, that’s just wonderful. I don’t recall a profound memory of…