I am going to give you the hard sell on these brownies. I saw them one morning on my friend Celia's site and knowing of her obsession with perfecting things (among them brownies and biscotti) I was intrigued. I had a mental checklist of the things in my pantry and their corresponding expiry dates and I knew that I had a small packet of sealed chestnut powder that I needed to use soon.
I only had two hours until a hairdressing appointment at @stevieenglish so what better to do than bake them a batch of the brownies. This would mean that I could give them away if they were too irresistible making them effectively safe from my hungry jaws. I'm so glad that I did because pretty much as soon as I sliced the cooling brownie open the knife caught on a few of the chocolate drops. I ran my finger along the knife and it was gooey and gorgeous, just like how a brownie should be inside. I licked my finger and it was deliriously good. The top was crunchy and the inside was gooey yet somehow this was achieve with just two eggs and not a truckload of butter.
I've had quite a few jobs in my life. It's not a particularly varied CV nor anything particularly exciting but Dear Reader, if you are so inclined, please guess which job of the following do you think was the hardest and which one was the most fun?
Step 1 - Telephone market researcher
Step 2 - Teaching English to Japan Air Lines flight attendants
Step 3 - Teaching English to Japanese children
Step 4 - General Manager of a chain of five designer shoe stores
Step 5 - I.T. Account Manager
Step 6 - Media assistant/planner/strategist
Step 7 - Food blogger
If you guessed that being the GM of a designer shoe store was the most fun then I am afraid that you would be wrong. I hate to shatter any illusions but playing with $1,000 pairs of shoes isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Presumably my image of prancing around a store trying on designer heels was just a quixotic fantasy. In reality it ended up being the most difficult job I've had. I had to visit one of the five stores every day and oversee the staff and help them with sales. Sounds easy? Well not for me. Sales doesn't come naturally to me and I only find myself genuinely waxing lyrical if I absolutely adore something. And sales doesn't call for conditional raves.
I wished I had the uncaring, cursory compliments of one of the store managers who would stride by a customer, look down at her and say "Stunning, just stunning" and then turn away on one heel with the sale sewn up. Somehow the customer would be immediately convinced that the shoe was in fact stunning and Carrie Bradshaw was mere moments away. Being able to sell is a gift and sadly one I am not keenly bestowed with.
Sure there was a lot of chocolate inside these but there's nothing quite like sinking your teeth into a gooey, slightly sticky brownie and hitting a tidy chunk of chocolate. My friend @carmr who just happened to be at the salon at the same time tweeted "I have one word only, ok 3, BETTER THAN SEX". So Dear Reader, that's my last sales pitch. They are better than sex.
So tell me Dear Reader, what is the least enjoyable job that you've had?
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