there's not much better...

...than some righteous baked treats from the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
really.
duders,
i may be a little ittty bitty baby bit in love with making the things
that get activated inside my oven for everybody's face to enjoy so hard.
uh-huh.
i mean,
i usually only eat a little piece or two or three or half,
and then yield the remainder of my moist, crumbly, cakey, gooey, chewy,
or crunchy cookies, cakes, cobblers, muffins and pies to the active participants
and hungry hard-style hot fire spittin' heroes and weirdies of the woodsly goodness.
no, i mean it.
the process of producing  is what's up, neighbors.
creating something amazing that is designed to exist at an epic expert level,
but only just temporarily and then fairly quickly transform into something terrible.
taking a great many individual ingredients, maybe even too many,
and combining to make something way better,
that intentionally gets devoured in an all-consuming inclusionary experience,
which sustains your body as it rewards your face with furious flavorful hottness,
and then turns to sh!t as a matter of correct natural orderly linear truth.
awwwwwwwww.
could that metaphor for my whole wide life?
i think so.
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pear-blueberry, my ninjas.
holy crap, that's a good combination.
to celebrate this new year's new opportunities, i made a four-layer cobbler
i figure,
if three is the magic number, then four is even more magical.
more!
you know what i mean, friends-
wizards, warlords, and wonderous 'what-is-recipes?'-type spellbinding!
yuuuuuuuuuup.
i doo-doo that shipwrecked happy-homemaker homeboy jauns.
i grab an idea by the shorties, and up the level of Folk Life fury to eleven.
like it or not,
i'm gonna wring in the new year by the neck, son!
on the fly, freestyle, freeform off the cuff kitchen experimentation is the way to go.
...and i'm going.
just look at these warm, wet, sloppy blops of heroic fruity deliciousness!
teleport:

c'mon, kids.
that's luscious.
four layers, i told you, yeah?
so look even closer at this beautiful brick of incredible edible expertism.
that's right.
teleport, again:

duders,
your tongue can't withstand this much radness at once.
just sayin', (count 'em out with me)
there's a buttery oatmeal cookie bottom-b!tch base layer,
and a sugared and spiced pear and berry paired-up layer,
and a thick crumb-cakey whole grain plane of infinite natural brown-sugary dopness,
and last, but SO certainly not least, some mutha-F*ing streusel!
believe it.
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finding things i like, one bakery-fresh tier of terrific at a time.
resolving, y'all.
yeah, that's me.
today is the day.
oh man! is it ever.
there's berfdays and surgeries and bandages and therapists all going off at once.
holy sh!t,
'13 is chock full of busy business,
and cake.
don't forget about the cake;
never quiet, never soft.....