fruit and nuts.

raspberry preserves!
uh-huh.
sugar and vanilla and lemon and lemon zest,
and a whole lot of raspberries,
cooked together until they're the juiciest jumble of pulp and seeds and tart
and tangy sweet syrupy saucy stuffs.
word!
i made that,
and i added some cornstarch into it at the end, to thicken it right up.
how much?
i dunno.
i didn't measure not one single ingredient.
nope. not even kinda.
i just freestyle eyeballed all the ingredients,
and made myself a batch of preserves worthy of a terrific linzertorte.
that's real.
almond meal and lemon and sugar and flour and lots and lots of vegan butters.
kneaded into a shortbread with all kinds of extracted essences to activate it.
really.
almond, lemon, AND vanilla.
that's right.
i don't want some mincey minky stinkt stoopidheaded stuff as the crust
to my newest homemade hottness.
no way.
i need that expert sh!t, always.
i put the preserves on top of the dough,
and i fired it right up, right away,
in the fresh flames of the oven, right here in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
that means there was soft, buttery cookie crust,
and thick sweet tangy raspberry jammie-jam melded into one treat.
but, that's never enough, is it?
c'mon.
every day, i repeat the mantra,
and every day, you KNOW what's coming, don't you?
yes.
too much is the right amount.
that's what's up.
check the triple-layered-treats-type teleport:

wooohooo!!!!
vanil'lemon pastry creme?
yeah.
fresh whipped, soft yet firm, and totally awesome when it's
sitting on top of  baked raspberries.
no joke.
and then, on top of THAT,
there's a whole other 'nother layer of raspberries,
this time as more of a light, lemony compote,
and some linzer-cookie flowers for that level-eleven garnish goodness.
it's so juicy, and it's so red, and it's so dope.
two styles of raspberry jamboree jauns,
and lemon in everything.
that's important.
pastry creme has that little lemon zing in it, for a sort of italian flair,
and berries are usually better with lemon.
really.
try it yourself if you don't believe me.
i promise it's true.
true stories told truly are all i really have to offer...
since i'm not giving you the recipe, i mean.
i wrote it down,
and i can recite it from memory, if need be,
but i'm not using a preplanned list of do's and dont's,
and i'm encouraging y'all to do the same.
do it LIVE, and you'll really be actively participating.
it isn't easier, but that's just it-
if it's easy, don't bother.
three layers of tart, y'feel me?
more and more and MORE of all of it,
in different ways, for one grandiose finale of finished productivity.
super-fancy unnecessariness is the way to doo-doo that freaky sh!t, son.
believe it.
today is the day,
and there will be a tart tasting at some point.
will i see you around later?
maybe,
but if you're coming over to the studio this thursday,
with dreams of raspberries preserved in your mind,
bring a fork-
it's a tattoo shop, not a restaurant;
never quiet, never soft.....