Guinness Brownies with Bailey’s Cheesecake Swirl ~ Think Irish Car Bomb cocktail turned dessert. In my home this is otherwise known as a St. Patrick’s Day dessert fail . . . “Not green, not legit.” They are blunt and to the point.
Never mind that they shouldn’t know what an Irish Car Bomb cocktail is or that I would even have to explain what one is and that the baking renders the alcohol portion of the Guinness and Bailey’s null and void. But sometimes, just for a second, I wish my kids were a little less like me.
Parent karma sucks. So many things come back to bite you.
Things like how I wish I was more thoughtful as a boy rather than jumping into our pool and telling my mom, “Yes, I showered while pointing to my wet hair”. Nowadays it’s me pointing my finger upstairs to tell my boys, for what seems like half a dozen times a day, they need to shower.
Or . . . how I wish that, instead of filling my mouth with food as kid, I was busy filling it with words to tell my mom all the reasons why I couldn’t eat what was in front me. Thank you to my young self, because I’m now blessed with 2 out of 3 boys that are picky eaters.
One of my picky eaters only wanted the brownie, the other – I didn’t even have to ask. I knew the answer. The only one left was the adventurous one who told me, I’ll try it after my shower.
I give up. Kidding. But you know some days are like that. You lose on almost every front, but you win where it counts. I wrapped up half of these St. Patrick’s Day treats for Naomi and the other half went to my mom and my sister. The boys got Shamrock shakes—“A legit green dessert for St. Patrick’s Day”— as s’plained by my 11-year-old while holding it up for me to study in case my fatherly eyes weren’t sure what green looks like.