Brownies and Milk

I baked brownies last night. (I wrote this 2 days ago.) This doesn't happen very often, because I'm not that huge on baking. I prefer cooking over baking. One of the reasons being that I'm extremely impatient, and waiting for the batter to fully bake is a process I would like to avoid. Speaking of cooking, feel free to drop your favorite cooking channels in the comments. Or baking channels. Both work. Preferably ones you can watch on youtube. I find them to be very therapeutic and have been on a look out for a new channel to binge watch.

Anyway, back to the brownies. They were pretty good for a first timer. It had the perfect ratio of soft and crispy. It was going well until something tragic happened. I finished the entire batch in one sitting. ONE SITTING. It's not that I used a smaller tray or something. There were like what, 20? 25? medium sized ones. And I somehow managed to finish the entire thing. 

Despite feeling full, I reached out for a glass of milk. Which was weird, because I never drink milk. It was very out of character. I liked it though. It felt so refreshing that I ended up pouring myself another glass. It also felt slightly nostalgic, because whenever I see whole milk, it reminds me of school lunches in elementary school. Weird times. I liked them though. 

Ever since that happened, I've been feeling super nauseous for the past 2 days. I still kind of do. The amount of sugar I consumed in that day was truly concerning. 

This is exactly why I don't bake. Once I'm done with the baking process, I will start stuffing my face like there's no tomorrow.