with a few tattoos thrown in.
yesterday was a heck of a day, man.
i tattooed the third generation of one family,
in my efforts to collect a complete set.
yup.
i zapped up grandma's first one-
and that's the kind of thing that really makes me smile.
grandkids in every direction, mama and papa, and nana, too.
i don't know about you guys, but i'm inclined to take that as a compliment.
i also had a couple of tasty ones in the hot seat for most of the day before that.
yup.
and those lovelies drove up for the weekend JUST to get tattooed.
i'm tellin' ya-
this saturday was somethin' special at AMPERSAND TATTOO.
yup.
that's a heck of a good feeling, stacking the schedule with clients who really want
what we've got to offer,
and who planned on spanning time with us all dang day.
i'm genuinely grateful to be able to interact with folks in my own unusual motormouthy
snark-and-sarcasm-laced innuendo-heavy firespit talespinning
and have it resonate enough to connect with 'em,
so that we develop this artistic/autistic/caustic/acrostic/agnostic relationship.
damn, dudes.
that's no lie. i'm as humbled as i'm capable of getting by you guys.
awwwwwwwwwww.
that doesn't mean i slacked on the saturday morning treats, though, bro.
no way.
rules is rules,
and cakes are what i DO.
so,
i made a mutha-lickin' coffee cake that positively exxxploded with huge berry flavor!
hmm?
that's real.
check the teleport:
STRAWBERRY COFFEE CAKE!!!
hell yes, my friends.
with a whole entire package of those concentrated expert freeze-dried jauns
absolutely activating a monstrous level of tastiness.
AND a berry-laced oat-and-coconut streusel;
AND a strawberry creamchee' icing on top.
WORD.
too much is the right amount,
and that's all i'm trying to deal with these days.
what?!
why not fresh berries?
because they're wet and juicy and they make the cake crumb all gummy and bummered out.
jeez, neighbors,
trust y'boi to bring the hottness, for cryin' out loud.
here's what i did, in case you're feeling anxious to create some strawberry sexxx for yourself.
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STRAWBLEROFFEECAKE!
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preheat your oven to 350℉
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grease a 9" springform pan (that's the go-to everyday cake tin, buddy)
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream and combine:
2/3 cup sugar;
1 tsp vanilla;
1/2 tsp salt;
1 stick (8T) vegan butter.
chop, cut, and mix that completely, then stir in:
2/3 cup non-dairy yogurt.
mix well, then add:
2 1/4 cups flour;
1 tsp baking powpow;
1 tsp bakey soda;
1 pkg hand-crushed freeze-dried strawberries;
4 T tapioca starch;
1 cup non-dairy s'milk + 2 T lemon juice.
gently combine, and pour into your pan-
in you scraped clean bowl,
add:
3-4 T vegan butts;
3 T flour;
1 handful quick oats;
2 T rolled oats;
1/4 cup powdered sugar;
one handful unsweetened medium-flake unsulphured coconut;
dash of cinnamon;
vanilla-
chop chop chop it up into a cohesive crOmble,
and add in a handful of loosely crushed dried strawbs.
yea, they turned black on top.
i guess that's just what happens.
i confess i also drizzled a tablespoon or so of agave on top
just to keep some of the looser crumbs in place.
mmmhmmm.
i baked it for about 40 minutes,
and let it cool completely before i drizzled that pink goo over the surface.
dudes!
a spoonful of creamchee', a scooch of those crushed berries, a little vanilla,
a little powpow sugar, and some s'milk, in very easy proportions,
and you're in drizzleville, and you might even get elected mayor while you're there.
WOW!
it's good, man.
really good.
firm, but moist.
soft, but texturally diverse.
sweet, but not cloying.
fresh, despite the absence of fruit-water in the thing.
yup.
it's a winner.
go ahead. make it. you'll see.
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i never get comfortable.
nope.
it's not a good look on me.
in fact,
i'm almost superstitious about good days.
as if acknowledging them will jinx the future.
i know, right?
i should be smarter than that-
but circumstantial evidence points to my wariness being a wise move.
i don't look forward to the future,
i just look forward, and head in that direction.
it may not seems like there's that much difference,
but try it with a little tilt in your inflection, until you get my drift.
i am so terribly lucky to have the opportunities i am presented with,
i only hope to be equal to the goodness and consideration of others;
never quiet, never soft.....
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