These Double Decker Butterfinger Brownies are a delicious show stopper!! Fudgy, homemade brownies, creamy peanut butter buttercream frosting and crushed Butterfinger candy bars are hard to resist!
Can we talk about being a mom when you’re sick?
It’s completely ridiculous, that’s what. I get a horrible cold at least once every season, and every single time I swear that I don’t remember ever being this sick.
Until the next time.
I always start off in a kind of denial — the sore throat could just be allergies, right? But deep down, I know that I’m getting sick, so I start trying to gently break it to my family. Sniffles here and there…a “gee, I wonder if I’m getting sick” there…I don’t know why I even bother with such shenanigans. Men and children aren’t so keen on subtlety, if you haven’t noticed.
Finally, when my sickness has reached the point that it feels like an Oompa Loompa has crawled inside my brain and is pounding my head with a mallet, when my nose is rubbed raw from tissues and I can barely see through the constant tears hindering my vision, I utter the dreaded words, “I’m pretty sure I’m sick. I am. I’m sick. I feel like death, this is awful.”
It’s like there’s this invisible filter that just picks those words out of thin air and keeps them from entering the boys’ ears. I don’t know, I honestly don’t understand. It’s like magic, except the opposite. Like dark magic. Straight up Voldemort nonsense going on around here.
One time I got really mad at my husband for ignoring my sickness and he told me it was because, “you always seem fine…you know…you’re doing things.”
By “doing things” he meant feeding the baby and changing diapers and making sure my son went to school. You know, stuff you have to do so the government doesn’t take your kids away from you. What is this life, because I can’t even.
I’ve decided that instead of prison, criminals should be given a sinus infection and forced to listen to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while repeatedly filling sippy cups and bowls of Goldfish crackers. If we had any repeat offenders, I’d truly be shocked.
Reason #947 We Need a Woman President. That is all.
So. These brownies. They look fancy, but they’re totally not complicated. I love recipes like this that just take a couple basics and change them up into something super fun and decadent looking. These are just my favorite homemade brownies (one bowl — it doesn’t get better), cut into squares, frosted with peanut butter frosting, sprinkled with crushed Butterfingers and stacked into double decker. How lovely do these look piled on a tray?
Freaking fabulously lovely, that’s how.
To get your squares nice and even for stacking, just use square biscuit cutters. My favorite trick for even squares all day long.
Yields about 6-8 large double decker brownies. Keep uneaten brownies stored in refrigerator.
These brownies are definitely for showing off — no one has to know how easy they are.
I hope you love them as much as I do. Have a happy Monday!
It’s Wednesday. And yesterday, I made some brownies. And they were really awesome. Life changing, if you want to know the truth. I know what you’re thinking, because I’m totally there with you. “When aren’t brownies life changing??” And you’re right, you know? That’s why we get along so well. But these brownies…they were a little...