I have just eaten the most delicious half-brownie I have ever had.

My better half left today this morning at 6:30 for 9 days off with his family - a full 12 timezones away. I was (and still am) miserable and lonely and proceeded to waste the remainder of the day:

a) Calling American Express customer service to change my billing cycle date
b) Finishing up the remainder of Michael Pollan's "The Omnivore's Dilemma"
c) Half-heartedly doing a Google search on Favrile Glass
and finally,
d) Searching for my dream job (yes, this is a new development) and stalking one of my favorite MDs (also on Google).

He left me a brownie before he went - he brought it home last night, and when we came home around 8:00 he took it out of his briefcase and put it on the kitchen counter by the cutting board. He didn't take it with him this morning, so I assumed he either forgot about it, or meant to give it to me. It's 10:00pm right now and I ate just about half of it.

It had the texture of warm chocolate cake, with a lightly crispy outside and a gooey, melty inside. There were chocolate chips embedded in it for a pleasant, surprising crunch. And it was very, very chocolate. This was nothing like the brownies I remember in my childhood, which were largely chocolate colored, bland, and hopelessly small. This one was robust and almost an inch and a half thick. No weird nutty toppings, either.

Please come home soon.