Saturday, April 9

guarantees.

sleep isn't expected,
but it sure is resented.
by the third day of sleeplessness in a row,
there's a kind of degradation of optimism that starts slumping,
and sliding, and eventually full-on avalanche-launching
into a catastrophic cataclysm of temper tantrum terror....
at least,
here in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
that fury is a real thing.
being tired is just the way it is,
but being wide awake, and staying tired, while everyone else is sleeping?
uh-oh.
that's a slow burning short fuse, for sure.
it's gonna go off, but nobody really knows when.
it'd almost be exciting, if it wasn't so draining.
ugh.
a competent communicative dialogue,
under the frayed-nerve frenzy of overtiredness
is not guaranteed.
y'know what else?
a good graham crust isn't always a guarantee.
haha.
but an exxtra buttery oatmeal-activated upgrade has got to be
better odds for success,
based solely on the addition of more good stuff.
mmmmmmmmmmm.
i did that for my most recent pie.
a few tablespoons of sugar,
a teaspooon of vanilla,
a few more tablespoons, like maybe 4, of butterish, melted,
graham crax,
and a cup or so of coarsely ground rolled oats,
yum.
i always prebake the crust, neighbors.
yeah.
just like eleven minutes or so, to get it firm,
and fuse it together.
that way, i can just chill out a creme pie like a cool customer.
yup.
chocolate orange is what's up.
huh?
yeah.
it IS mildly wintry in flavor,
but,
it is also perfectly appropriate when it's still snowing in april, y'feel me?
check the teleport:

wu-TANG!
silken 'fu, and cocoa, and confectioners, and vanilla, and tapioca,
in eyeballed amounts,
with orange extract and oil and juice,
and zest on zesty zest!!!
an overload of orange isn't necessary at all,
but y'gotta get the skin, and it's essence in there,
and the zest carries all the aroma of citrus sexxxiness.
and while you're skinning and squeezing,
the drippin' juice has always been a welcome addition.
yup.
plus, a teaspoon of orange extract,
and a teaspoon of vanilla, too, for balance?
that's expert.
but,
when it's all that and a package of melted chocolate chips?
it's so firm, but soft,
and so rich, yet it goes down easy.
that's why i had to put some chunky crawchy on there, too.
yeah.
texture, kids. i like a balance in textures.
crushed chocolate orange bar bits, and a little more zest for good measure.
c'mon!
that's a luxurious circle of spirit and memory right there.
with the aureole of orange frosting,
and a few more shaved up orange chocolate sprankles,
the full effect really affects your face.
too much is the right amount,
and that's the only level of commitment i'm willing to accept.
it's all really happening,
and that's no joke;
never quiet, never soft.....

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