composition.

cookie pie.
yes.
it's a thing.
i'd heard of it,
but never had it;
and then, yesterday,
just because i was up even earlier than usual,
i made it.
i wish it was a more complicated creation,
but,
it's just allllllll the cookies in one cake pan.
some folks put it in a pie crust,
but that seemed like some truly weirdie sh!t to me,
and i just pumped up the edges to give it a little shapey-shapin', instead.
this way,
instead of eating three cookies,
i can crush three slices of the new hottness.
that's like eating NINE cookies, but, in the same length of time.
shark-gluttony is not, and will never ever be for weak waterbabies, yo.
that's real.
neighbors,
lets all just quickly check the teleport:

yup.
eleven grain goodness, in F*ing full effect.
why?
because the ten grain jauns from past posts are pretty damned good,
but we're a superior sect of futuristic food-heads,
and that makes ten grains seem almost primitive.
too much is the right amount,
and that means three-cookies' worth of slices
of all the grainy good things we can get.
am i right?
i hope so,
because i'm over here eating this baby like it's got nutrients from heaven in it.
mmmmmmmmmmm.
spelt, and wheat, rye, and triticale make up the bulk of it,
but there's flax and chia and corn, soy flour, oats, barley, brown rice, and millet.
hmmm?
well, sure, technically, that's twelve things,
but soy flour seems to me to be a tricky picket-line crossing scab,
so it's IN there, but it's not with us, if you feel me....
the thing of it is,
yesterday, when i started baking that blarpity big cookie,
i didn't realize it would take way longer than a cookie.
i started at one and a half times the baking cycle,
but it was nearly tripletime before it wasn't a messy mush
of middle-drooping doo-doo butter anymore.
anyway,
it's room temperature,
and it's delicious,
and because i couldn't bring myself to chocolate chip
that caramelly brown sugar circle of grit-grimy burliness,
i drizzled a whole bunch of dark chocolate on top,
and activated it jus a bit more with dual frosting freshness around the rim.
of course,
if you're gonna get frisky with eleven grains,
you've got to take it to eleven with the garnishing-
rules is rules when it comes right down to the nitty-grits and sh!ts
of this Folk Life & Liberty Fortress recipe testing ground.
so,
there's shaved chocolate sprankles on there, too,
just to make proof-positive victory over mundane grains and plain jane cookies.
this mutha is monstrous, and magical, and molto expert,
and even though it's really just a big-A* cookie,
it's also something MORE,
and that's what i'm shooting for every time i aim my spatulas
at a bowlful of battery blops all up in this kitchen, kids.
mmhmmmm.
*
pizza night was last night,
and that was tight.
i LOVE pizza, as y'all already know.
and i love that the local hippe fancy pizza joint has the vegan chee'.
i doo-doo that sort of night-out stuff.
heck i even got a beer.
what?
no. a ginger beer.
duh.
i didn't decide to turn into a F*ing A*-hole overnight.
ha.
anyway,
sugary soft drinkies aside,
my near-weekly routine of flattieboombattiebread
is not something i sleep on.
teleport:

...because mondays are for eating pizza.
also,
i've got a double-trouble double-dough for deepening,
doing what it does, right now, fermenting in the cold of my fridge.
proofing and proving that pizza dual days in a row is very necessary.
word.
what's better than a monday pizza?
tuesday deep dishes, bishes.
kaboom.
i wonder what i'm putting on top of 'em.
i also wonder if i can make a dirty detroit rectangle this time around.
i'll have to butter the pa,
and oil the crust,
to give it that greaseburn sizzle,
but i'm up for it,
and i'm curious to see how it'll turn out.
today is the day, and tonight is the night,
and despite the date being late april,
it's muthaF*ing SNOWING right now.
hahahhaha.
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
nature wins,
and that's non-negotiable.
we'll be outside in a minute, crabtree and i,
doing what we do-
which is fighting over a stick,
and kicking each others' butts,
for a few miles uphill each way.
that's a hard style in nice weather,
and a real sunovab!tch in this weather.
it's all really happening,
cookie pie, pizza pie, cakey deep dish delish'ness,
and a wet whirlwind of wintry psych-outery suckiness.
that's it;
never quiet, never soft.....