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creme brulee: thoroughbreds2017: like ive been thinking about this line from that creme brulee brownie recipe for days like literally where is this woman now like how is she doing 
creme brulee: thoroughbreds2017:
like ive been thinking about this line from that creme brulee brownie recipe for days like literally where is this woman now like how is she doing 

thoroughbreds2017: like ive been thinking about this line from that creme brulee brownie recipe for days like literally where is this wom...

creme brulee: Do you want to know something that people don't tell you about being married for a long time? You actually do run out of things to talk about I know you might think I am kidding, but I am being a million percent truthsies over here. As a child, I always wondered what married people talked about, and was assured by many a family member that there were always things to discuss This is a lie. A big, fat one. It's really unfortunate that no one was truthful with me, because here I am with nothing to say and completely unprepared on how to deal. My husband and I go on a weekly date night and after I go into detail about my wild day working from home (I ate a Lean Cuisine, I answered three emails, I found a dollar in the wash), I have nothing. The other day I started to tell my husband about this super interesting thing that had happened, but then I was like, "oh never mind, I'm saving that for our date tonight" and he's like "um, WHAT?" and I was like, "well, when I've got something good I save it for date night so I have something to talk about. It seems like such a waste to spend it on a regular day. So then he thought that was one of the weirdest things he's ever heard about, which I assumed maybe HE already did that too? But he was like, "No, people do not do that." It's like I don't know how to be a person the right way sometimes. Every now and again my husband will ask "did you bake anything today, hon?" and ifI made Créme Bruleé Brownies I say "nope" because I'm hiding them and don't want to share. These fudgy little bites of bliss are covered in a thick vanilla custard that slices up like a dream. A sprinkling of sugar and a run under the broiler gets that caramelized, crackly top. Basically, these are perfect and you need them right now. That is all benepla: kramergate: I love it when I click on a recipe link because it sounds yummy and instead of a recipe I get a several page dissertation on a food blogger’s boredom with her marriage and lies she was told in childhood this ending in a recipe literally changed my fucking life i thought i was being spread some fucking truisms abt the ugliness of marriage but it was literally a preamble to creme brulee brownies. writing is fake
creme brulee: Do you want to know something that people
 don't tell you about being married for a long
 time?
 You actually do run out of things to talk about
 I know you might think I am kidding, but I am
 being a million percent truthsies over here. As
 a child, I always wondered what married
 people talked about, and was assured by many
 a family member that there were always things
 to discuss
 This is a lie. A big, fat one.

 It's really unfortunate that no one was truthful
 with me, because here I am with nothing to say
 and completely unprepared on how to deal. My
 husband and I go on a weekly date night and
 after I go into detail about my wild day
 working from home (I ate a Lean Cuisine, I
 answered three emails, I found a dollar in the
 wash), I have nothing.
 The other day I started to tell my husband
 about this super interesting thing that had
 happened, but then I was like, "oh never mind,
 I'm saving that for our date tonight" and he's
 like "um, WHAT?" and I was like, "well, when
 I've got something good I save it for date night
 so I have something to talk about. It seems like
 such a waste to spend it on a regular day.
 So then he thought that was one of the weirdest
 things he's ever heard about, which I assumed
 maybe HE already did that too? But he was
 like, "No, people do not do that."
 It's like I don't know how to be a person the
 right way sometimes.

 Every now and again my husband will ask
 "did you bake anything today, hon?" and ifI
 made Créme Bruleé Brownies I say "nope"
 because I'm hiding them and don't want to
 share.
 These fudgy little bites of bliss are covered in a
 thick vanilla custard that slices up like a
 dream. A sprinkling of sugar and a run under
 the broiler gets that caramelized, crackly top.
 Basically, these are perfect and you need them
 right now. That is all
benepla:
kramergate:
I love it when I click on a recipe link because it sounds yummy and instead of a recipe I get a several page dissertation on a food blogger’s boredom with her marriage and lies she was told in childhood
this ending in a recipe literally changed my fucking life i thought i was being spread some fucking truisms abt the ugliness of marriage but it was literally a preamble to creme brulee brownies. writing is fake

benepla: kramergate: I love it when I click on a recipe link because it sounds yummy and instead of a recipe I get a several page dissert...

creme brulee: Do you want to know something that people don't tell you about being married for a long time? You actually do run out of things to talk about I know you might think I am kidding, but I am being a million percent truthsies over here. As a child, I always wondered what married people talked about, and was assured by many a family member that there were always things to discuss This is a lie. A big, fat one. It's really unfortunate that no one was truthful with me, because here I am with nothing to say and completely unprepared on how to deal. My husband and I go on a weekly date night and after I go into detail about my wild day working from home (I ate a Lean Cuisine, I answered three emails, I found a dollar in the wash), I have nothing. The other day I started to tell my husband about this super interesting thing that had happened, but then I was like, "oh never mind, I'm saving that for our date tonight" and he's like "um, WHAT?" and I was like, "well, when I've got something good I save it for date night so I have something to talk about. It seems like such a waste to spend it on a regular day. So then he thought that was one of the weirdest things he's ever heard about, which I assumed maybe HE already did that too? But he was like, "No, people do not do that." It's like I don't know how to be a person the right way sometimes. Every now and again my husband will ask "did you bake anything today, hon?" and ifI made Créme Bruleé Brownies I say "nope" because I'm hiding them and don't want to share. These fudgy little bites of bliss are covered in a thick vanilla custard that slices up like a dream. A sprinkling of sugar and a run under the broiler gets that caramelized, crackly top. Basically, these are perfect and you need them right now. That is all <p><a href="http://kramergate.tumblr.com/post/154184709338/i-love-it-when-i-click-on-a-recipe-link-because-it" class="tumblr_blog">kramergate</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>I love it when I click on a recipe link because it sounds yummy and instead of a recipe I get a several page dissertation on a food blogger’s boredom with her marriage and lies she was told in childhood</p></blockquote>
creme brulee: Do you want to know something that people
 don't tell you about being married for a long
 time?
 You actually do run out of things to talk about
 I know you might think I am kidding, but I am
 being a million percent truthsies over here. As
 a child, I always wondered what married
 people talked about, and was assured by many
 a family member that there were always things
 to discuss
 This is a lie. A big, fat one.

 It's really unfortunate that no one was truthful
 with me, because here I am with nothing to say
 and completely unprepared on how to deal. My
 husband and I go on a weekly date night and
 after I go into detail about my wild day
 working from home (I ate a Lean Cuisine, I
 answered three emails, I found a dollar in the
 wash), I have nothing.
 The other day I started to tell my husband
 about this super interesting thing that had
 happened, but then I was like, "oh never mind,
 I'm saving that for our date tonight" and he's
 like "um, WHAT?" and I was like, "well, when
 I've got something good I save it for date night
 so I have something to talk about. It seems like
 such a waste to spend it on a regular day.
 So then he thought that was one of the weirdest
 things he's ever heard about, which I assumed
 maybe HE already did that too? But he was
 like, "No, people do not do that."
 It's like I don't know how to be a person the
 right way sometimes.

 Every now and again my husband will ask
 "did you bake anything today, hon?" and ifI
 made Créme Bruleé Brownies I say "nope"
 because I'm hiding them and don't want to
 share.
 These fudgy little bites of bliss are covered in a
 thick vanilla custard that slices up like a
 dream. A sprinkling of sugar and a run under
 the broiler gets that caramelized, crackly top.
 Basically, these are perfect and you need them
 right now. That is all
<p><a href="http://kramergate.tumblr.com/post/154184709338/i-love-it-when-i-click-on-a-recipe-link-because-it" class="tumblr_blog">kramergate</a>:</p>

<blockquote><p>I love it when I click on a recipe link because it sounds yummy and instead of a recipe I get a several page dissertation on a food blogger’s boredom with her marriage and lies she was told in childhood</p></blockquote>

<p><a href="http://kramergate.tumblr.com/post/154184709338/i-love-it-when-i-click-on-a-recipe-link-because-it" class="tumblr_blog">kramer...

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creme brulee: <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://power-handmaiden.tumblr.com/post/149564322982">power-handmaiden</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://one-million-cats.tumblr.com/post/135918396898">one-million-cats</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weedmum.tumblr.com/post/135891334904">weedmum</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://stygianzinogre.tumblr.com/post/135891253187">stygianzinogre</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://crimson--peach.tumblr.com/post/135881519296">crimson–peach</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weedmum.tumblr.com/post/135835879279">weedmum</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>When you work at Lush and customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese</p> </blockquote> <p>this happens way more frequently than you think, i assure you</p> </blockquote> <p>Well if you frickers stopped literally presenting soap as deli food maybe it wouldnt happen?</p> </blockquote> <p>who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese</p> </blockquote> <p>who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese </p> </blockquote> <p>Sometimes you see something delicious-looking and logic just goes. One time I was walking through the mall and there was a table sitting out in front of one of the stores with a sign: “Free Sample: Creme Brulee”. Sitting in front of it was a cup of something creamy-textured with a spoon in it. I took a mouthful without thinking, why is there only one spoon? Why is there a food sample in front of the bath &amp; body works? What happened to the sugar crust?</p> <p>anyway that creme brulee sucked</p> </blockquote> <p>Laughing forever.</p>
creme brulee: <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://power-handmaiden.tumblr.com/post/149564322982">power-handmaiden</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://one-million-cats.tumblr.com/post/135918396898">one-million-cats</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weedmum.tumblr.com/post/135891334904">weedmum</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://stygianzinogre.tumblr.com/post/135891253187">stygianzinogre</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://crimson--peach.tumblr.com/post/135881519296">crimson–peach</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weedmum.tumblr.com/post/135835879279">weedmum</a>:</p>
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<p>When you work at Lush and customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese</p>
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<p>this happens way more frequently than you think, i assure you</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Well if you frickers stopped literally presenting soap as deli food maybe it wouldnt happen?</p>
</blockquote>
<p>who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese</p>
</blockquote>
<p>who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese </p>
</blockquote>
<p>Sometimes you see something delicious-looking and logic just goes. One time I was walking through the mall and there was a table sitting out in front of one of the stores with a sign: “Free Sample: Creme Brulee”. Sitting in front of it was a cup of something creamy-textured with a spoon in it. I took a mouthful without thinking, why is there only one spoon? Why is there a food sample in front of the bath &amp; body works? What happened to the sugar crust?</p>
<p>anyway that creme brulee sucked</p>
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<p>Laughing forever.</p>

<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://power-handmaiden.tumblr.com/post/149564322982">power-handmaiden</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class=...