uh-huh.
toasted, buttery, sweet,
crispy on the outsides,
dense and soft on the insides,
and covered in just a touch of dark chocolate.
take a look:
BLOPS!
dirty snowballs for a snowy morning.
oh, yeah.
that's still a thing up here.
we've moved on to ice and rain,
but when the treats were baking,
it was all fluffy frozen hexagons everywhere.
these could've been a bit better.
i'm honest.
what they needed was more moisture.
i wish i knew what i put in them,
in approximate measurements,
but i started them, got distracted,
returned a little later,
and sort of just threw everything in the food processor.
but, like i said,
they could've been better, so let's skip the recipe-
what do you say?
yeah. i figured.
i will say, though,
that it was just unsweetened fancy coconut shreds and coconut flour.
agave, regular sugar, salt, vegan butter.....vanilla.
i dunno, guys.
it needed something, and i can't think of what it would be.
taste-wise, they're great.
but, a dry macaroonish is a poor example of skill and execution.
no excuses, i will succeed to a greater degree the next time i undertake
a treat of this type.
until then, though,
i'm gonna crush these dry-A* drops until they're all gone,
and i'm definitely going to need a sip of something wet as i chew.
womp womp.
it's not all mastery, always.
the little stumbles provide big motivation.
that's real.
when things go effortlessly always,
there's a tendency for complacency disguised as overconfidence
to creep in at the edges of participation.
and nothing gets rid of that like a hot dose of foible.
the fires get fueled back up when something a simple as a slightly dry
drop of coconut cookieshness hits my tongue..
ha.
no wonder i'm such a difficult man to span time with.
i can't even abide a minor baking stumble,
so, now just try to imagine what sort of critical analysis constantly
goes into my day-to-day doings.
uh-huh.
self-destruction and self-improvement are sometimes the same thing.
don't think so?
you've gotta destroy a run-down building to put up a better one.
you've got to bulldoze an area to put in a playground.
you're gonna need to cut away disease to promote healthy new growth.
that's no joke.
i tear down what i've done, in order to build up a better version.
yeah.
and sure,
it's hard to be happy when you're never satisfied.
and it's hard to be satisfied when you know you could do better.
but, here's the thing:...good enough is not enough.
you're only tricking yourself if you think you're done.
there's always more to do;
never quiet, never soft.....
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