Last night at our Wednesday night supper, a church member brought me gluten free brownies. I might have mentioned that gluten free anything can be rather lackluster. It’s not the taste, it’s the texture. (Hint: gluten is all about texture).
Oh, but these brownies. I think they’re sort of “trash” brownies. She poured in some caramel sauce. Threw in some leftover gluten free Halloween candy. There’s even nuts in there.
And they are delicious.
But seriously. It’s not the brownies. It’s how much love went into making them.
And I am grateful.