That said, there is nothing wrong with the Nigella recipe. It varies from the traditional in that we melt the butter, use superfine sugar (I wouldn't have bothered if I didn't have some in the kitchen anyway), and use an egg and an egg yolk instead of two whole eggs. Also, the recipe called for milk chocolate chips, but I was NOT going to give up my semi-sweets. The result was good, but not memorable. Something akin to what you would buy at a cafe for $2 apiece. I have nothing against them and would totally make them again... if only I didn't have a better recipe at my disposal.
Speaking of things that never need to happen again, I just do need to take a moment to discuss the oh-holy-hell-in-a-handbasket disaster that was last night's Oscars. I love Anne Hathaway, but no amount of uber-sunny energy was going to save that snoozefest trainwreck. There was nothing fun about the ceremony (save for a handful of memorable acceptance speeches), there was nothing funny about the hosts (can we spell A-W-K-W-A-R-D?), and, more importantly, there was nothing even remotely interesting in the winners. Everyone who was supposed to win, did. Not that that's a bad thing (I'm looking at you, Colin Firth... could you please stop looking at your gorgeous Italian wife and look over here? No?), but a lack of Shakespeare in Love/Crash-style upset made it all an exercise in "Did I really even need to bother watching this?" dullitude. Hell, even if The Social Network had won, I'm not sure that would have made things more interesting.
I have been an Oscar watcher since, well... A really long time. Like, too-young-for-my-parents-to-let-me-stay-up-and-watch-the-whole-thing long time. And this year was enough to make me want to give up altogether. Dear Hollywood, The next thing you should reboot? THE ACADEMY AWARDS.
OK. Rant over.
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