i had too many bananas turning brown.
i haven't exactly gotten used to being all alone in the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
i mean, yeah- it's a lot of house for just a man and his dog,
but that's not the problem.
i'm just so used to the routine of getting extra everything
in order to take good care and make sure that there were little snackies
and stuff for my girlyfriend,
that now, in the ensuing absence, i just can't eat all these F*ing bananas.
that's the problem...
so, what do i do with 'em?
i turn 'em into somethin' i can use, obvi.
that's the right answer.
banana bread is pretty dope.
y'ever have dried cranberries?
those're pretty dope, too.
coconut? ...man, c'mon.
if you're getting bad coconut, you're picking the wrong coconut,
because unsweetened dried flake coconut is super expert.
these are so flippin' moist, neighbors.
i'm talkin' soft and luscious, with those little bumpy berry blops.
too much is the right amount;
and if you don't think that's true-
you're wrong, bro.
if i hadn't overstocked those nanners, none of this would've ever happened.
i'm just sayin'.
y'want to make some at your place?
here's the rundown-
preheat your oven to 350℉
in a medium mixing bowl, cream together:
1 stick (8 T) vegan butter;
1/2 tsp sat;
1 cup brown sugar;
1 tsp vanilla.
next, mash in 3 verrrrry ripe big bananas.
1/2 cup vegan sour cream;
1/2 cup vanilla vegan yogurt.
and finally, add:
2 1/2 cups flour;
1/2 cup ground fresh coconut;
1/2 tsp cinnamon;
1/4 tsp allspice;
2 tsp baking powder;
2 tsp baking soda;
1/2 cup dried cranberries.
grease a brownie pan, spread the batter,
and cover it with another handful of cranberries.
bake it up for 35-40 minutes, and get it all golden brown.
yeah, i iced it up, too.
i had too.
if you can do more, you should.
that's a sort of idea i try to keep at the forefront of my thoughts.
if you CAN do MORE, you should.
and i could, and i did, and i'm glad for it.
i had too many cucumbers, too.
and leafy greens.
those do NOT get better when the brown spots set in, though.
i made accidental compost in my refrigerator, in individual containers.
all my instincts to provide and assist turned to slime.
is that figurative?
i dunno anymore.
today, like everyday, i'll be at work.
that's sort of my thing.
the groceries i've still got will get used in good time,
and the ones that spoiled waiting on someone else will return to the earth.
better luck next time.
it's all really happening, the lows, and the even lower lows
are just part of the high contrast high intensity balance
between bitter and sweet.
we'll have to wait and see what comes next,
but in the meantime,
the unofficial secret slogan of hard times and hard styles is on repeat,
a mantra of sorts,
over and over, as it all runs out, ends up, and finishes off-
over and over, as it's all over and over-
never quiet, never soft.....