420

ugh.
duders,
the stoniest herb-blazin' nugtards are SO psyched today.
meanwhile,
i'm just over here thinking about cookies,
and while i've got gluttonous ideas on my mind,
it's absolutely NOT because i have the munchies.
ha.
being excited about smoking weed just isn't my thing.
heck, most things aren't my thing....
but cookies?
yeah, man.
that's for sure a good thing.
y'ever have so much stuff on the counter that you actually cant help yourself,
and you start adding everything in sight into a bowlful of butters and sugars?
no?
really?
damn, neighbors,
that sh!t happens to me all the time.
this time around i started with salt, butts, sugar, and vanilla,
which i creamed up properly,
cookies are great because measuring can be fairly imprecise-
i used a stick of earth balance, a healthy pinch of salt, a splash of vanilla,
and i'd guess almost a cup of sugar....
and added in  a cup of spelt four, bout the same of regular flour,
teaspoons of baking soda and baking powder,
a big shake of rolled oats, another 'nother one of flaked unsweetened coconut,
and a giant handful of teentsy-weentsy chocolate chips.
there was so much texture in that bowl,
but,
i could also very clearly see the small bags of pecans and almonds,
right there, within easy arms' reach.
guys,
was i really gonna NOT fire them in there?
ew.
c'mon.
what do you think i am?
some kind of wimpy cookie-crumblin' diaperbaby?
no way!
too much is the right amount,
and that's usually the deciding factor in all my cooking adventures.
so, now i had a whole mess of crawnchy bits, and thirsty grains and seeds or whatever,
so i needed to activate the mix just a little baby bit with some wetness.
y'all know about those individual lunch-style applesauce cup jauns?
because i've been steady representing on them as pre-measured egg-replacement units
since the single-digit 2000's.
real talk.
one unsweetened cuppa that, and the cookie scene became pure fluffy crisp-edged magic.
i baked them for thirteen lucky minutes in a 375 fahrenheit degree oven,
and cooled them off on a wire rack.
that's how it's always done, i believe.
anyway,
i ended up with something pretty special.
check the teleport:

friends,
you can SEE the texture all over the dang things.
so much flavor,
so many elements,
such crawnch,
plus, they've got the soft and smooth applesauce-bossin' blossom of pectin and pulp
to puff 'em up and make the whole thing better than best.
cookies are so simple,
but they're so complex,
if you do 'em right.
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hmm?
what's up for today?
well, you know it's my only day off,
which usually implies a lot of baking.
and today is going to be pretty much the same as all the rest-
first, though,
i think crabtree and i are gonna spend a while trekking
up through the mountains of my neighborhood.
there's a trail i spotted in the rain earlier this week,
and i'm thinking it's high time, in drier weather, that we take a trip through the trees,
and see what we can see.
i'm grateful for the time i have to do the things i do.
it's all really happening,
and it's how we deal with it that makes the story interesting;
never quiet, never soft.....