HOBNOBGOBLINS!!!

one nibble, neighbors.
that's it.
one nibble, and you're nobbled.
you know what i'm sayin'?
dudes-
...hobnobs.
do you feel me?
those british wholemeal cookies that rock all of the socks off of all of the feet.
yup.
well,
i accidentally recreated them in my kitchen.
that's a thing.
....and it's a really flippin' good thing, too.
because hobnobs are F*ing expert as hell.
word up.
if you've never had 'em, you've most definitely been missing out-
but,
this new-new i whipped up is an unintentional doppleganger
for the full-figured flavor of those o.g. knobbly, oaty biscuits.
check the teleport:

OATMEAL is AMAZING in COOKIES!!
no jokes.
so much so that i think that all the exxxtra chatter is irrelevant right now,
and we should just skip straightaway  to the recipe.
ok?
ok!
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'NOBS!
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preheat your oven to 375℉.
in a medium-sized metal bowl, combine:
11 T earth balance buttery spread;
1/2 tsp salt;
2 tsp vanilla bean paste;
1 cup dark brown sugar;
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cut that all together, until it's a smooth mortar of magic, and then add:
1 1/4 cup flour;
1+ cup ground coarsemeal quick-oats'
1/2 cup whole quick oats;
1 tsp ea. bakey powpow and soda;
3 T real maple syrup.
1 cup vegan chocolate chips.
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that's literally it, duders.
knead it into a dough, roll it thin, and cut it up into whhatever shapes you'd like.
i baked mine for 13 minutes per tray,
and somehow, the small ones got dark af  anyway.
it's cool. they taste amazing.
oaty, hearty, buttery as heckfire, and sweet without being cloying.
on the ones,
these are what you want this morning.
trust y'boi, and bake up a batch asap.
that's my advice to you.
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it's cold.
huh?
well, i realize that it's hardly big news.
but, i mean, it's not just the crisp air of autumn anymore.
nope.
it is now a well and truly fully COLD season.
like,
my skinny little legs are basically icicles whenever i'm walking crabtree.
...and even he has his warm coat on while we're out in the woodsly goodness.
yeah, yeah, yeah, we all knew it was coming,
i'm just shivering almost every second of every day, and my purplish fingers are numbed
as i type, so it's sort of at the forefront of my thought process.
mmhmm.
NOvember has a way of really insinuating it's sucky self into all the worst case scenarios.
and the creeping chill of this grey month is really making an effort to erode my positive vibes.
i think i'll need another 'nother couple dozen cookies inside my body,
to build up a layer of human insulation for the coming frosty future.
it's all really happening,
the lack of light,
the lack of sleep,
the lack of leisure,
the lack of luster, if not lust.
dudes,
NOvember sucks balls SO hard every flippin' year.
seriously,
there's hard styles, and then there's this.
i'm not into it, at all, and i'm ready for something better,
or at the least, maybe an answer,
to blow in on this savage stormswept raging gypsy wind;
never quiet, never soft.....