- 450g/3 cups of semi-sweet chocolate chips (I recommend weighing it)
- 1 14oz can sweetened condensed milk
- 4 Tbsp butter
- Place all ingredients in a large microwave safe bowl.
- Microwave on high for 3-5 minutes, stirring every 1 1/2 minutes, until all ingredients are melted and stirred together.
- While the ingredients are in the microwave, butter an 8×8 baking dish.
- When the mixture is completely melted, pour into the buttered 8×8, and place in the fridge until set. I would recommend cutting it but not removing it from the 8×8 an hour after it goes in the fridge, then back into the fridge for at least 3-4 more hours.
- Remove from the 8×8 and place the squares into a sealed tupperware container, making sure to put a piece of parchment paper down if you need to stack squares on top of each other. Place back in the fridge and allow to sit out for 5-10 minutes before serving.
- An 8×8 made 16 squares for us, which were the perfect size for dessert.
- I KNOW it’s a long time to wait, but I ate a square about an hour after it was in the fridge and it wasn’t NEARLY as good as the one I had the next day. Trust me, it’s worth the wait. I’d sincerely consider making it in the morning before you leave for work, that way it’s waiting for you when you get home.
- Letting it sit out takes a bit of the chill off it and it just melts in your mouth.
- I’m going to experiment with adding flavors, I’ll let you know how it goes!
Today, we woke up to the news that Anthony Bourdain had died, likely by suicide. When Papa Bear and I first got together all those years ago he introduced me to this enigmatic tv chef/world traveler/functioning alcoholic. Watching him try some of the most exotic cuisines I’ve ever seen gave me the courage to step out of my comfort zone of “white people food” (y’all KNOW what I’m talking about) and try new things. His respect of the cultures he was experiencing through their food helped me to do the same.
He was a deeply flawed individual, just like the rest of us, and at the end of the day his demons won. His money, his fame, his everything didn’t matter. Mental health is a son of a bitch, and there are a million reasons why people don’t get help. It’s easy to say it’s because of the stigma surrounding mental health, but that’s not the whole picture, and it comes off as flippant towards people’s real struggles. We’ll never know why he didn’t seek help, all we can do is make sure they’re available to everyone in the hopes it saves even one life:
- American National Suicide Hotline: 1-800-273-8255
- Canadian National Suicide Hotline: 1-833-456-4566
Those are the only countries I’ve had traffic from, but if you need me to find a different one, I’d be more than happy to help.