Yesterday I found my first grey hair. At the tender age of 23. My initial thoughts we as follows: 1) It HAS to be the lighting. 2) I’m way overdue for an eye test. And 3) “Quit playing games with my heart.” I’m simply FAR too youthful (and radiant). And yes.. that was the Backstreet Boys (thank you for noticing). So for the purpose of this post, the colour grey shall henceforth be known as platinum (typing the word grey triggers my premature arthritis, making me feel even older. I swear a felt a twinge just now…)
I knew that the sinister strand was in fact platinum when it glinted at me in a provoking manner, causing me to evaluate the following, 1) How would I be dealing with this? 2) Was this the beginning of my youth’s inevitable decline? And 3) Should I go full blonde? (I’m ombré at the moment following a touch of magic by Martin Pearman. Shout out to Martin, as per usual, you did a flawless job!)
Tayla Smith (guardian of hair-related knowledge) once said that if you pull out a grey hair, several more will grow in its place, thus I restrained myself from grabbing the tweezers and teaching that thing a proper lesson. After a strategically tied pony tail and an emotionally charged internal monologue I came to the following realization… Easy, White Chocolate. One platinum pirate won’t sink the whole ship… will it?
In essence, I believe that this single strand is merely a shade of platinum blonde. Some people pay good money for this, and I, got it for free! (Insert feeble first pump here). This epiphany also lead me to believe that I had joined the ranks of the elite and was thus a self-professed “Silver Fox,” sharing membership with fellow metallic mane owners such as Kate Moss, Jennifer Anniston, Barack Obama and of course the pioneer of platinum, Mr. George Clooney himself.
Taking into account the amount of friends I have that have been invited to join the platinum party far before their time, I decided that my single offender was hardly anything to whine about… (Y’all know who you are, so in no particular order they are… Just kidding, I won’t be outing you in this post, the rise of the Silver (Scalp) Surfer is bad enough…)
So following my crossing over into the next stage of my life, I decided to pay tribute to my favourite blondes (both of the au-natural and platinum varieties) with a recipe that’s a new-age twist on an old classic (because one grey hair later, it’s safe to say that even me, I am an old classic…) The muse of this post is in fact, the humble Chocolate Brownie. Chocoholics, dessert fanatics and potheads rejoice! I love a good brownie, they’re a baking staple if you ask me and are definitely one of my go-to recipes when I need to whip something up in a hurry. Also, it’s Thigh Threatening Thursday. So put your fat pants on people, it’s cake time!
This recipe is for my “Easy, White Chocolate” Blondies. Inspired by the movie “White Chicks,” these delectable Blondies are packed with chunks of macadamia nuts and white chocolate. They’re finished off with a peanut butter frosting and topped with white chocolate morsels. One trick ponies need not fear, these are good enough without the frosting and can be topped with a dusting of good old-fashioned icing sugar. But trust me when I say, the peanut butter frosting is too legit to quit. Unless of course you don’t like peanut butter. (Sicko).
So this one’s for my favourite real-life Blondies Kelli and Flow who keep me in stitches with their witty revelations about life as blondes. Kel, may you always win your late-night rap battles with Jethro and Flow, may your general ledgers always balance. It’s for Chels who is living the dream and sailing the seas, I think of you daily and am so proud of you for taking the plunge. It’s also for my number one fitness Blondie who keeps me in shape so that I can actually sample what I bake. She also holds the world record for deadlifting in the 48kg weight division. (Shout out to Lil and to OTG, you’re proper badass).
So cheers to the beach blondes, the full-on silver foxes and to anyone who has been rattled by the discovery of their first grey hair. Embrace it. It’s an age thing, and with age comes wisdom. I swear I feel even wiser than I did yesterday. I’m a “glass half-full” kinda gal, and it could always be worse, I could be bald. (To the bald-eagles out there, cheer up Charlie, at least you have a back-up job as a light reflector should your current work situation not pan out. I mean, how many people can say that?)
Yours in Baking & Bitching, Bingo & Bowls (because “xoxo” was too mainstream and because my single grey hair has since forced me to expand my interests)
White Chocolate Blondies
For the Blondies:
220g castor sugar
4 large eggs
150g cake flour
200g of white chocolate plus 50g extra for topping, chopped
80g macadamia nuts, chopped
For the Frosting:
170g icing sugar
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
120g peanut butter
Milk (added to the right consistency)
- Preheat your oven to 180 degrees centigrade and grease a 20cm X 20cm square baking dish.
- Make the Blondies by beating together the sugar and eggs until light and fluffy.
- Melt the butter and add it little by little, whisking to ensure each batch is well combined before adding more butter.
- Sift the flour in and lightly fold in with a metal spoon.
- Spoon batter into the dish and level with a spatula.
- Bake for 30 minutes or until a cake tester comes out clean. Cool thoroughly.
- Make the icing in the meantime by beating the butter, peanut butter, vanilla and icing sugar with enough milk to create a light, smooth spreading consistency.
- When cooled, spread the Blondies with the frosting, top with remaining chocolate chunks and cut into squares.
Health Hack: You know the drill. Swap sugar for Xylitol, substitute half of the flour for almond flour, skip the frosting and don’t top with white chocolate chunks chubby!