this is one of those quick ones.
the folks who only want recipes will be psyched,
and those of you who might want to know whats going on
everywhere besides my kitchen will have to wait, however.
i'll just keep it short-
time notwithstanding ,
i have to tell you something-
.....i've been eating all the cookies.
that's a true story.
after i began the week with chocolate chip oatmeal jauns,
i headed into the weekend with a big batch of even better ones.
chocolate chocolate chip peanut butter hottness is here.
...and it is taking the cookie game to eleven,
on a bullet train to the tippity-top of the cookie hierarchy.
peanut butter cookies are good.
chocolate cookies are good.
but what about chocolate chip cookies?
they're also good.
but, what happens when one cookie is ALL of that?
you get to EAT it, buddy!
obviously, that's the best part.
look at them:
if you've got a cookie that already has everything you need in it,
how else could you activate the upgrade?
dark chocolate and vanilla and non-dairy milk and powdered sugar
make for a pretty textbook ganachey goo for striping and piping onto the tops.
peanut butter, s'milk, vanilla, and powdered sugar?
that's the name of the game, if the game you're playing is: expert icing!!
and the cookies themselves?
they sure aren't dry and crumbly like any ordinary pbc,
but they definitely ARE rich and thick and heavy on the chips.
if you'd like to fire up a triple-dozen dose for yourself,
in one medium bowl, cream up the following:
11 T vegan butts;
1 cup dark brown sugar;
2 tsp vanilla;
1/2 tsp salt;
stir in, and mix well:
3/4 cup peanut butter;
1/3 cup cocoa;
3/4 cup unsweetened applesauce;
3 T maple syrup;
2 1/2 cups flour;
1 tsp bakey soda;
2 tsp bakey pow-powder;
1 1/4 cups mini chocolate chips.
roll some golfieballsies out of the dough, flatten 'em-
rules is rules when it comes to peanutbuttery cookie production-
and bake 'em for thirteen minutes,
cooled, glazed, and delivered to the world at large.
that's how you doo-doo that freaky sh!t, son.
don't be a chumpy sucka.
make some cookies,
they're good for you.
i stayed up way too late.
i got up way too late.
too much is the right amount,
but too late is never enough.
i'm rushing and racing and running around,
and i've got plenty to keep me occupied until it's time to head to work,
where i'm overbooked and under pressure as well-
it's all really happening,
twice as much as usual,
in only three quarters of the time;
never quiet, never soft.....