it's probably the last thing i need, if we're being honest,
but it's first and foremost among the reliable constants in my life.
yup.
i think it up, make it happen, bake it off, and chow it down,
all without the input or interference of anybody else.
it's my thing, and it works well, and works out mainly because
i adhere to my dedicated and determined regimen and routine.
that's real.
i'm NOT fun, kids.
it's ok, though.
it's an informed choice.
i don't want to dump any time down the 'fun toilet', because that sh!t is a waste.
y'feel that?
c'mon.
for real, i'm definitely not fun, though.
no way.
instead, i'm just very busy being very busy,
with the added boring chore of being productive throughout my time away from witnesses-
which is to say i'm a noisy tree uprooting myself at timed intervals in a deserted forest-
hence the real-life documentation on this little corner of the electrointerverse,
to record any echoes of those EVP for posterity....
right?
when i'm at work, there's always an object and and objective,
objectionable gestures, and conjecture-
but,
there's also collaboration and communication and corroboration.
morning bakery time is more like MY own personal time.
thinking, making, creating, all by myself, all out of my own labor, from mind, to hands,
from concept to execution to outcome.
it's all really happening because i'm making it happen.
and cake is not a waste of time, or ingredients,
and it's such a worthy investment, it even expands waists.
word up.
so like i mentioned at the top-
i made a cake.
and here it is:
PEANUT BUTTER CHOCOLATE PEANUT BUTTER BLOP-TOPPED HOTTNESS!!
yeah!
no point worrying about fun when you're deeply involved in exxxploding some awesomess
out of your head and into a springform pan, man.
word up.
it's really just an extra-spongy, muffinish cake,
but with the added activation of those dual dollop blops across the surface.
that's how you turn it up to eleven, guys.
for real.
ok.
the cake part is simple:
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CAKE PART!
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preheat your oven to 360℉
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream:
1 cup sugar;
1/2 tsp salt;
1 stick (8T) vegan butts;
2 tsp vanilla.
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stir in:
2/3 cup non-dairy vegan yogurt.
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add:
2 1/4 cups flour;
1 tsp ea. bakin' ka-pow-powder and soda;
and finally stir it all up with;
1 cup non-dairy milk.
like i said, that's simple.
add it to a greased 9" springform pan,
and cover it with the peanuttinesses.
mmmhmmmm.
here's the recipe for those:
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PB GLOBS!
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in a small saucepan, on low heat, melt up:
3 T peanut butter;
1/2 tsp vanilla;
4 T vegan creamchee';
3 T powdered sugar;
3 T non-dairy milk.
how flippin' simple is that?!?
spoon about half that onto the cake batter,
then, turn it into chocolate peanut butter paste like this:
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CHOCOPEEBLOPS!
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add a handful of chocolate chips to what's left in the pot.
BOOM.
that's it.
finish spreading it,
and bake that baddie for around 35-45 minutes.
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that's it.
cake, with HUGE flavor, and moist crumb,
and crisp bits, and fluff, and happiness at every turn.
you can't really come up with a reason (food allergies aside) NOT to make it.
it's good for you,
and it's good for everyone else too.
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it seems as if my absolute un-fun-ness may also create a pattern
which allows for circumnavigation of the safeguards around my sensibilities.
y'know?
like, in a video game-
when you decipher the rhythm of the lasers or whatever,
so that you can slip past the alarms undetected?
yeah.
i think it's like that...
i've got a LOT of attention focused on making things,
so it might seem like i'm not noticing the glaring gaps in good judgement
that take a few laps around elapsed-timespans.
but that's just the thing, kids.
...i'm watching out.
the EVP of this remotely-monitored unseen effort has a message in it.
i repeat myself.
i repeat myself.
it's all really happening,
and that's up to us to decode;
never quiet, never soft.....
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