Today I was reading through the archives of a blog and the writer mentioned cheesecake brownies and I was all, "CHEESECAKE BROWNIES?! I remember cheesecake brownies!" because I have indeed tasted them and they are heavenly.
But I can't remember where or when or how. Which, you see, is a problem when hoping to repeat the experience.
I honestly can't remember if I made them (I ... think I did?) or if a friend gave them to me (Rebecca? Rachel? Laura? Anyone...?) but I remember eating them and loving them. And of course they are all I can think about now.
Must. Make. Cheesecake. Brownies...
I believe eating them will eradicate the trauma of not remembering where they came from last time. My long-term memory is usually excellent and not being able to remember is ... disconcerting.
