mousse-pinch!

why?!
whyyyyyy?!
why are chocolate and peanut butter so damned good together?
hahahahaha.
yup.
neighbors,
i LOVE it when a treat exceeds my highest hopes,
and looks and tastes more amazing than my plans could've predicted.
is that obnoxious to even say?
it is?
well,
i can live with that.
huh?
because i got a big ol' fat deep double-layer tart that says i'm allowed
to indulge my ego's full headlong charge into over-inflated elation.
that's real,
don't believe me?
then you'd better check the teleport:

that's right, duders.
i'm using that tall scalloped quiche pan for a larger,
more in-charge, super-stout big bowl of new hottness.
graham crackers, coconut flour, brown sugar, vanilla and melted buttery pats,
for that crumbly crusty framework all along the edges.
that's prebaked and pressed firmly in place,
so that all the other good stuff has a safe place to reside while it sets itself up.
chocolate creme is expert.
always.
so, that's a no-question go-to when i need that soft, luscious, decadent,
dark dopeness to hold me down while i plan my next level of activation.
in this instance,
it was a whipped peanut butter and creamchee' mousse, kids.
YEAH!
mousse has all that fluffy loft to it,
and this stuff has the lightest touch.
confectioners sugar and vanilla, vanilla soymilk, a tablespoon of cornstarch,
and a spattering of tapioca,
plus a whole lot of whisked whirling,
and there it is, friends.
a second tier of top-shelf topping!
have i ever told you how much i prefer the little tiny chocolate chips?
well, they're great.
and,
they are just the cutest little sprankles, aren't they?
that's riiiiiiiiight.
the thing of it is,
i wanted this thing to go even further down the road to mega-deliciousness.
which is precisely why i blasted out a small batch of thicker-than-ever
chocolate peanut butter frosting, too.
mmmhmmmm.
that's what the edges are accentuated with,
and that's what it needed to go past a perfect ten,
and then continue on beyond eleven.
there's no overpowering anything in this one, either.
everything has it's own voice,
and together, it adds up to a pitch-perfect harmony of all the best flavors.
i love it when that happens;
never quiet, never soft.....