Best brownie EVA!

Following up with our previous baking date, my friends and I decided to make delicious brownies
Adapted from the "Brownie that will Change Your Life"

Enjoy!



Here's the recipe:

1 pack of Caramels (unwrapped, Kraft has them in the candy aisle)
1 can of Evaporated Milk
1 box of chocolate cake mix
1 stick of butter
1 bag of semi sweet chocolate chips
(opt) 1/2 cup chopped almonds or walnuts

9x13 glass pan, buttered or foiled, but since its brownies, buttered would be better [larger size is ok too, less dense of a brownie per bite]
Preheat oven 375 F

1. Melt the butter in the microwave
2. Mix in 2/3 cup of evaporated milk and butter into the cake mix; mix until non clumpy
3. In small sauce pan, melt the caramels and the remaining 1/3 of the evaporated milk, on LOW heat, stir continuously to avoid burning the caramel
4. Pour 1/2 the cake mixture smoothly into the pan, and stick it in the oven 15 min
5. Take out the pan, brownie will be somewhat undercooked (WHICH IS OK), pour the melted caramel mixture on top of the brownie, sprinkle the bag of chocholate chips on top, and (opt) nuts.
6. Drop spoonfuls of remaining batter over the caramel gooey-ness.
7. Bake for another 30 min
8. Allow to cool before partaking of the yummyness.

Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy

Introduced to this hymn this past Sunday... very powerful words.

Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy
Written by Joseph Hart

Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.

Refrain

I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.

Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God’s free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you’re better,
You will never come at all.

View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him;
Sinner, will this not suffice?

Lo! th’incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.

Let not conscience make you linger,
Not of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.