pumpkins.

tart tuesday doesn't stop because it's fair week.
i mean, rules are rules after all, y'all.
thing is,
it's october.
uh-huh.
that means it HAD to be pumpkin, y'know?
i'm just sayin', what else could it be?
right?
that's a thing.
so,
i did what needed doing, duders.
check the pumpkin-spice-type teleport:

gingersnap and graham crumbs on top,
gingersnap cookie coconut crust on the bottom.
pumpkin creme is how we activated the filling.
tapioca, cream chee', pump's, spices, brown sugar, powdered sugar,
maple syrup, corn starch, and flax seeds.
yep.
neighbors,
it's good.
i know i know i KNOW.
of course it is.
but really, though.
it's totally muthaflippin' delicious in my mouth.
i even baked it a bit, to get that flaxen thickness activated.
(it worked)
friends,
i'm gonna keep getting busy with this baking business.
it has to happen.
all of it really is, anyway,
so i might as well get some treats out of it.
no?
yeah!
getting molto expert in the kitchen is good for you.
eating is necessary;
eating like this is super fancy and unnecessary,
but also so much more elite.
and being elite is what worthy warrior poets do.
i'm taking bakery times to eleven,
because anything else is for doo-doo buttery diaperbabyism.
and, well, F* that, friends.
regular average everyday life is not invited to my makeout party.
i want every day to be exceptional,
without exceptions.
huh?
oh,
you know what i mean.
every day is a new opportunity to just be dope.
i doo-doo that bakery fresh site-specific seasonally-appropriate sh!t.
i mean,
it's not like i wasn't the one who made the damn rules.
real talk.
i like treats, and i like letting all of y'all know about 'em.
you're welcome;
never quiet, never soft.....