try to stop me from eating cake.

hey, yo-
this cake-piece i baked up is so good,
your whole face will feel happy when you bite into it.
that's real talk.
dried, unsweetened flaky coconut,
and more of the same, but ground into coarse flour,
and wheat flour, and soy-yogurt,
and lemon juice, and lemon zest, and lemon extract,
and coconut milk,
and all the cakey-bakey in-betweens,
all in together now,
and all amped up to be some next-level expert sh!t.
no joke.
check the future-type teleport:

BAAAAM!
neighbors,
all that fatty-boombattie full-fat butterishness,
and that crushed coconut,
and most of all that thick coconut milk jauns
have some heaviness that makes for the most moist succulent stuffs-
but,
i'm super glad i lifted it up with lemon,
because those citrus notes help it soar above the decadence of it's own density.
yup.
lemon and coconut go together like third dates.
and you KNOW what happens on third dates!
ha.
the frosting is pretty much more of that,
but whipped up,
and mellowed out,
and before it could get called done-zo,
i HAD to hit it up with sprankles of lemony zestitude.
i mean,
c'mon,
it may be a simple thing to take two flavors and let them overlap over and over,
but rules is rules,
and too much is the right amount,
so it can't be all wimpy
it needed that little something exxxtra,
and i'm glad i've got it,
and also,
i've been eating way too much of it, too
...obviously.
i can hear it calling to me, even now-
shhhh.
listen;
allllllllbie, why won't you just munch up on my slice a little bit more?
y'hear that?
yikes!
guys,
the frosting has such great texture,
and it's from the pulverized coconut dispersed throughout,
but,
not so much that it's gritty.
that's the key.
sandy frosting is bullsh!t,
and if you disagree,
you probably live in a desert or on a beach?
i dunno.
*
lords of the underground on the stereo,
cake in my mouth,
tattzaps on the schedule,
and full-steamed heads ahead of me-
there's poor sleep to be accounted for,
and long days of doo-doo buttery appointments to stoke the flames beneath,
and build up even more pressure for the hot furnace of berserker fury
that's been boiling over into harder styles and harsher words.
it's all really happening,
and when the day ends,
that's pretty much the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....