← Back to Blog

Browned Butter Chocolate Chip Blondies — The Small Luxury That Gets You Through

The end of July. The cherry tomatoes have outpaced my ability to eat them. I made a small batch of tomato jam Sunday — sugar, vinegar, a smashed garlic clove, the patience of forty minutes. It came out beautiful.

Liam has a wiggly tooth, the front bottom right one. He has been wiggling it constantly, including at meals, including when Maureen has told him to stop.

Clinic — full. Two of my colleagues are on vacation, so Janelle and I are running it. I'm exhausted. I came home Tuesday and fell asleep on the couch with the kids watching a movie next to me.

Group Tuesday with Anna again. She had us write down one thing we were dreading and one thing we were looking forward to. Dreading: August 3. Looking forward to: my August trip to the Cape with Connor and Jess, which I almost canceled twice and have not canceled.

Meghan called at 11 Wednesday. She said are you really going to the Cape with Connor. I said yes. She said is this a good idea. I said it is a good idea or it is a hard idea, and either way it is the idea I am doing. She said okay, Katie. I love you. I said I love you back.

Sunday dinner at Ma's. Stuffed cabbage, an Eastern European recipe Maureen got from a coworker decades ago. I love it. The kids tolerate it. Dad ate four.

Saturday pancakes. Burned the first one. The wiggly-tooth Liam still ate three. He chewed gingerly.

Food of the week: tomato jam on toast with goat cheese. A small luxury. I had it three times.

The tomato jam was already my small luxury this week — I wasn’t planning to add another one. But after Tuesday’s clinic and Meghan’s call and the particular exhaustion of holding everything steady, I wanted to make something for the kids that felt like more than just keeping the lights on. Liam ate three burned pancakes and called it good; I figured he deserved something that wasn’t burned. These browned butter blondies are what I made Saturday afternoon while he wiggled that tooth and the movie played in the next room — simple enough that I could do it half-asleep, good enough that it felt like I’d actually showed up.

Browned Butter Chocolate Chip Blondies

Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 25 min | Total Time: 40 min | Servings: 16 bars

Ingredients

  • 1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter
  • 1 cup packed light brown sugar
  • 1 large egg
  • 1 egg yolk
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon fine sea salt
  • 3/4 cup semisweet chocolate chips, plus a handful for topping

Instructions

  1. Brown the butter. In a light-colored saucepan over medium heat, melt the butter, swirling occasionally. Continue cooking until the butter foams, then clears, and small brown specks appear on the bottom and it smells nutty — about 4–5 minutes. Pour immediately into a large mixing bowl and let cool for 10 minutes.
  2. Preheat and prep. Heat the oven to 350°F. Line an 8x8-inch baking pan with parchment paper, leaving overhang on two sides for easy lifting.
  3. Mix the wet ingredients. Whisk the brown sugar into the cooled browned butter until smooth. Add the egg, egg yolk, and vanilla extract; whisk vigorously until the mixture is glossy and slightly thickened, about 1 minute.
  4. Add the dry ingredients. Add the flour, baking powder, and salt to the bowl. Fold with a spatula until just combined and no dry streaks remain. Fold in the 3/4 cup of chocolate chips.
  5. Bake. Spread the batter evenly into the prepared pan — it will be thick. Scatter a handful of extra chocolate chips over the top. Bake for 22–26 minutes, until the top is golden and set and a toothpick inserted in the center comes out with moist crumbs (not wet batter).
  6. Cool and cut. Let cool in the pan on a wire rack for at least 20 minutes before lifting out and cutting into 16 bars. They firm up as they cool — resist the urge to cut early.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 178 | Protein: 2g | Fat: 9g | Carbs: 24g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 55mg

Kate Donovan
About the cook who shared this
Kate Donovan
Week 487 of Kate’s 30-year story · Boston, Massachusetts
Kate is a thirty-five-year-old nurse practitioner in Boston and a widowed mother of two whose husband Sean died of brain cancer at thirty-three. She makes Irish soda bread and beef stew and shepherd's pie because the recipes are all she has left of a man who was supposed to grow old with her. She writes about cooking through grief and finding out you can still feed your children on the worst day of your life.

How Would You Spin It?

Put your own twist on this recipe — what would you add, remove, or swap?