BLOOBURIED!

BLUETS!!
dudes,
for crimbo morning,
i had myself some holiday cheer-ups, by special request,
for brekkie and beyond-
that's right.
special circumstances require upgrades to the standard process,
and celebratory instances are doubly demanding of uber-dopeness dispensation.
wordimus prime.
check the teleport:

MUFFFFFFZ!!
they're spongy,
they're fruity,
they're hearty,
and they're very bright. thanks to a liberal zip of lemon zest
what else is there to say?
a great muffin is the right answer, when the question is:
why are you awake at 4:30 a.m. on christmas when there are no little kids at your house?
it's those muffzies, man.
and here's how you can make some, at whatever o'clock, for yourself.
...and you don't even have to wait until next crimbo, either.
sweet.
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BLEMONOOBONUT MU'Z!
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preheat your oven to 350℉

in a medium mixing bowl, cream together:
1 cup sugar;
2 tsp vanilla;
1 stick (8T) vegan earth balance buttery spread;
1/2 tsp salt;
1/3 cup medium flake unsweetened unsulphured coconut;
once thoroughly combined, add:
1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce;
3 T maple syrup;
1/2 lemon's worth of microplaned zest...
stir well,
then sift in:
2 1/4 cups flour;
4 T tapioca flour;
1 tsp ea bakey powpow and soda;
next, stir in:
1 1/2 cups tiny blueberries;
and add:
1 cup non-dairy milk.
stir until combined,
and scoop evenly into greased muffin tins,
to get baked for 30 minutes.
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should they be eaten hot?
yes.
should they be eaten room temperature?
well, yes.
how about toasted with a pat of butterish?
YES.
they should be eaten, fast, slowly, and at an ordinary pace.
they should be savored and devoured and consumed with reckless abandon.
neighbors,
they're terrific.
and while they're just blueberry muffins,.
they're so much MORE too.
and that's what we want, and that's what we need,
and that's what's really happening.
mmmmmm.
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they lasted a lot longer than i thought they would,
most likely because there's SO MUCH FOOD here right now.
it's hard to limit yourself to the specific devastation of just one thing.
y'know?
i mean,
too much is the right amount;
but MORE of everything is pretty F*ing good too.
that's no joke.
make these if you like good things.
or skip 'em if you're an A*-hole.
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today is the day.
the end of the holiday, officially, for me and mine.
we get a second day of delights, and that's awesome,
but that was yesterday,
and now we're on the unforgiving work regimen that i've come to accept as my lot in life.
yup.
work work work is my purpose.
whether it's in my kitchen,
or out on the arctic blasted roadways of my neighborhood,
the studio or the store,
i'm workin' it.
that's my thing.
that's what i DO.
because there's work to do, duders,
and if there's a need that requires feeding,
or a glaring gap in the creative closed-loop circadian cycle of spirit and memory,
i fill it up and/or in.
that's what's up.
today is the day again,
just like every day,
and it's all really happening, which seems to be the whole point;
never quiet, never soft.....