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2 eggs
1/2 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 c. sugar
1/2 c. finely packed brown sugar
1 c. butter, melted and cooled
1 (6 oz.) pkg. (1 c.) Nestle's Toll House semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 c. chopped pecans or walnuts
1 (9-inch) unbaked pie shell
If using frozen pie shell, use only deep dish style and thaw completely. Place on cookie sheet; bake 10 minutes longer.
Preheat oven to 325 degrees. In large bowl, beat eggs until foamy. Add flour and both sugars. Beat until well blended, and blend in melted butter. Stir in chocolate chips and nuts. Pour into pie shell. Bake at 325 degrees for 1 hour. Serve warm with whipped cream or ice cream.
Makes 1 pie.
A preference of mine is to not put any nuts in and add an extra half cup of sugar and sometimes an extra cup of chocolate chips.
Toll House Pie is good yummy stuff.
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A line from John Donne's Meditation XVII, used famously by Hemingway.
"No man is an island...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
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the price you pay for daring to cross the brora bridge by foot due to drunks tapping you up for owl for vodka
“i need to go shopping but i can’t afford it due to the brora bridge toll… its fucking cheaper crossing the forth road bridge”
When a girl wearing low rider type jeans leans forward and shows a "carpenter's crack" creating the optical vision of a toll booth.
Check out that girl's toll booth, anyone got 35 cents to throw in.
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toll middle school, tms is a school in glendale ca 6th-8th grade thats full of armos, caucasian’s and mexicans, some blacks, this school can be great or ass depending on how u want it to be. some teachers r so fuckin annoying though.
person 1: “ara what school do u go to”
person 2: “ape i go to toll middle school”
person 1: “oh shit”
A.k.a. "balky bowel". Refers to where you remain sitting on da porcelain throne for a long time in an attempt to get "that last bit" to come out, but no dice... you're obliged to "pay a toll of toilet-paper" to progress any further, in that you hafta actually wipe yourself to get said "stubborn blob" to make its messy exit. But then, of course (and ONLY then --- again, you can have worked your sphincter muscles all you please, but the remaining poop still won't budge) you will discover that there are still some of Ollie North's "residuals" up inside your anus, and so you will hafta use even more of your precious costly Scott 1000-sheet roll to wipe repeatedly till you finally get it all out.
My butt-hole is unfortunately a chronic TP toll-booth, and so to save money, I use old recycled phone-books and other thin newspaper-type material to do my initial wiping after I go No. 2, and then only use toilet-paper to "finish up with".
The frenzied scramble for change at a toll booth when one realizes that there is no money in the vehicle console. Usually involves digging with one's hands around the seat in hopes that some change will be discovered.
Idk man, must be having some toll booth epilepsy
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