eat so much you get a tummy ache!!!
you guys like chocolate?
how about cake?
ok, cool.
now, here's where it gets tricky-
what about coconut?
i know, you're weird about the texture....
but, i bet that's because you've only ever had gummy, scummy poor person coconut.
that sh!t is NOT invited to my makeout parties, neighbors.
nope.
there's 0 smooches on the schedule for that crapola.
but, that medium flake unsweetened unsulphured dry jauns?
damn.
i write about it often,
but i don't think i've yet to laud it as loudly and lengthily as it deserves.
the addition of quality coconut can make a lame day dope,
and a great day incredible.
don't believe me?
ok.
but, try it, and then i'll accept your apology for doubting my words.
i only tell true stories, kids.
that's my thing.
and the truth is-
chocolate coconut ring cake has officially activated joyous feelings in my face!
teleport:
C'MON!!!
it's jusssssssst this side of fully baked.
meaning,
the very centermost middle-bits,
while fully baked, were still semi-soft at their core when the cake left the oven.
which made it as fudgy and spongy and soft
as you or i should ever hope to have dissolving on our tongues.
real talk.
it had some kind of wonderful within.
you want some of this?
you do?!
good.
here's the step by step to step to this sh!t like a worthy warrior poet:
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COCONUT CHOCOLATE RINGO-BINGO!!
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preheat your oven to 365℉.
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream together:
1 stick (8T) earth balance buttery goodness;
1/2 tsp salt;
1 cup dark brown sugar;
2 tsp vanilla.
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to that, whip in:
3/4 cup nondairy yogurt;
1/3 cup cocoa;
4 T shaved dark baker's chocolate.
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once that's thoroughly muddied and melded, sift in:
2 1/2 cups flour;
2 tsp bakey powpow;
1 tsp bakey sda;
1 cup flaky dried coconut bitsies.
1 cup coconut milk (the carton kind)
2 tsp coconut extract (optional, but SO awesome)
stir that until all the dry spots are wet spots,
and spread it evenly in a greased flat bottom ring pan.
*first things first, drop a layer of that good-good coconut down on the bottom first,
so it'll be a coconut upside down victory when it's finished.
bake it for 40 minutes, or so.
(like i said, it's finished, but fudgy, use your best cake judgement)
when it's cool, and it's cool the whole time, but, i'm sayin',
when it's cool to the touch,
drizzle some dark chocolate over the coconut baked into the top,
and let that start to firm up...
but also drizzle some more coconut sprankles on top.
yuuuuuuuuup.
you love sprankles, don'tcha?
me too!!
sounds good, right?
well, we still have to make some coconut frosting for the trimming, man.
uh-huh.
too much is the right amount.
that's real.
it's a rule.
i'll be the first to admit that i am still trying to eyeball frosting measurements,
and i am still effing up the frosting on fully one third of my attempts.
i'm not going to give up anytime soon,
and yet,
i am consistently amending my stand mixer's contents,
in a state of discontent,
while i wish that these things were a hair more reliable by intuition.
whatever, bro.
the coconut in the sugar helped to give it body,
and the coconut extract might've been the overly oily culprit
responsible for the early-onset droop in my peaks.
it happens.
flavorwise, it still brought the noise, and that's what i want.
loud fresh coconut chock-yuuuuu-laciousness in my body.
mmmmmm.
i got that.
***********
cleaning up is hard to do.
drywall dust somehow still secretly seeps into all the spaces
surrounding the cracks and crevices, cornices, corners, and creases of
the new studio.
am i open yet?
no.
have i gotten increasingly curt with folks asking me?
yes.
i repeat myself often, it's true-
but i don't like answering the same question over and over.
it's different, and it's worse.
believe me,
the slit-wrist-bleeding-money reality of my day-to-day is no fun.....
i just keep in mind that it'll all be worth it once we're up and at 'em.
it's all really happening,
just chest-crushingly slower than i'd prefer;
however,
progress IS progress, and i'm damned grateful for that.
in the early mornings, dennis is there,
after i leave to crab my tree,
nate is still there-
and in between, t
here's an overlap of excellence that activates some forward motion,
and a plan of attack for the day's doings.
this is it.
i need to keep doing what needs doing,
and i only hope that the secret universal planagram is taking notice,
and liking what it sees;
never quiet, never soft.....
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