Where the Chocolate Beats Incessant

Once upon a time, in a past life, I was the ruler of a land of fire and filth.  From atop the highest volcano I would rule with a closed fist and issue forth murderous oaths into the blackest night.  The villagers below would pay tribute to me with gifts of cookies and other baked goods such as Frostbitten Molasses Cookies Entombed with Ginger.  These pleased me and I would reward the villagers by immolating a few of them with fire and lightning from my fingertips. \m/

Okay – if you’ve made it down this far, you’re probably pretty cool (or really bored) and worthy of bearing witness to The Black Oven. This site takes a healthy dose of the type of metal that is best known for cookie monster vocals and uses it to create delicious recipes.

Enjoy Call of the Wintermoon Lemon Curd Cookies (best enjoyed while basking in the self-righteousness of your own obscurity) and Where the Chocolate Beats Incessant Brownies (nestled inside their dark, viscous hearts lies a sickening world of decadence).

Stay Still, Ball Sack!

Hi Kids!  Today we have a special treat.  Behold: Ed’s Furry Fucking Guide To Metal.