Saturday, January 28


chocolate blackberry galettes.
that's it.
four components:
pinched pastry piecrusts,
chocolate creme,
blackberry jammie-jam,
and precisely four blackberries each.
how can something so straightforward be so dope??
i mean, really,
i'm usually into the superfancy unnecessary complications.
this time around, however, i kept it pretty direct.
check the teleport:

so maybe i did add some sparkle sugar sprankles.
...i couldn't resist adding a little exxxtra.
rules is rules a\round these parts,
and doing MORE is kind of a big one.
the pastry crust is great-
2 cups flour.
1 punch sugar.
1 tsp vanilla.
1 stick + 4 T butterish.
3 T vegan creamchee'.
i'd strongly recommend that food processor for this part.
you could cut it by hand, and that's cool, too,
if you're not the type to have anything else going on.
you're gonna want a rough, kind of coarse, chop-up,
and you're gonna need soymilk,
added tablespoons at a time,
until the crumbles stick together when gently pinched.
wrap it up tight in plastic,
and let it rest for at least an hour (overnight is better),
before you heavily flour a flat surface,
and roll it out thin enough to get about nine 4.5-5"circles.
fill 'em up, fold 'em over,
and bake those big babies at 425F,
for twenty minutes, or until they look golden enough to suit your aesthetic.
go ahead,
turn the oven light on-
magic will unfold in front of your face.
real talk.
the middles are pretty much perfection.
i had a little bit of chocolate creme pie filling cold-coolin' in the fridge.
a tablespoon+ plopped out and smooshed in the centers was a good call.
over that, a scoop o seedless blackberry jam,
and then four of the fattest, blackest, sweetest jauns got stuck in that sweet mess.
listen up, friends-
delicious treats make you a better person.
even when they're sorta simple.
even if you're not sure if you can pull it off.
even though you're busy.
do it.
you wouldn't want to be a sh!tty human, would you?
no way.
so get you a bowl, bruh,
and get yourself into the action.
don't be a jerk.
today is the day.
a day to paint,
a day to tattoo,
a day for dog walking of the first order.
mos of my january obligations are finished.
most of my time was spent in the kitchen,
in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
with crabtree,
making something good to eat.
january might've been better if it'd been more of a fresh jaun-uary,
but the blacker-than-the-blackest-berry history month is heading our way next,
and i'm sure all of those jauns are about to drop 100% hotter for all 28 days.
i'm ready.
you're ready.
we're ready.
it's all really happening,
and the best part?
it's happening to US.
we're the main ingredient.
deliciousness will surely ensue;
never quiet, never soft.....

1 comment:

Beznarf27 said...

Blackberries are my arch nemesis. The only good thing about them is that you can eat their children in front of them before you hack them to the ground. They have invaded our 4 acres on the river en masse and I spend most of my life heading out with a colander on my head, my loins girded with extra clothing and hacking the living crap out of them. It doesn't work. They keep coming back but there's always the children eating thing...every blackberry has a silver lining...(I am an eternal optimist...)