i mean it.
you're up.
you're hungry.
you're deciding the course of the day.
why wouldn't you choose being expert over everything else?
seriously.
me? i can't help myself- the pursuit of competent creativity,
of productive processes,
of effective, efficient exploration of expertism,
is basically why i get up in the morning.
and if anything is true at all, then the fact that the best i've got on offer
is a batch of cakey treats is pretty disappointing....
but, they're reallllly good cakey treats, anyway.
uh-huh.
check the teleport:
RASPBERRY BARS!!
which happen to be the only bars i give any sort of a F* about being around.
wait.
i'm forgetting about hip hop. i can hang out with those bars, too.
but, no pubs, taverns, wine bars, nightclubs, or whatever else.
in fact,
if they don't have streusel, they can absolutely F* right off.
word up.
THESE bars are incredible .
the bottom is cakey,
the rapsberry part is sweet and sticky,
the crOmbles are buttery and oaty and awesome.
everything expert, like i said before, first thing in the morning.
y'want some for yourself?
here's the plan, and if you stick to it, you're all set:
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RASPBARBARIANS!
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preheat the oven to 360℉
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grease a 9 x 11 inch baking pan
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream together:
1/2 tsp salt;
1 cup sugar;
1 stick (8 T) vegan butter;
2 tsp vanilla;
1/2 tsp lemon extract.
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next, stir in, and mix well:
2/3 cup non-dairy yogurt.
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add:
2 1/2 cups flour;
2 tsp baking powder;
1 tsp baking soda;
3 T tapioca flour.
1 cup non-dairy milk.
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spread that evenly across the greasy pan,
and keep the bowl handy for the streusel.
...but first, the compote:
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in a small saucepot, simmer down:
2 cups frozen raspberries;
1/4 cup powdered sugar;
1 tsp vanilla;
2 T organic non-GMO cornstarch;
zest of one lemon.
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let it defrost, then thicken slightly, and add:
one handful of quick oats and allow that to set it up.
mmmmmm.
spread that in spoonfuls across the surface of the batter,
being careful not to overload any one area (it'll prevent rising if you do it wrong)
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in the bowl with the batter remnants,
smash together:
1/4 cup powdered sugar;
1 cup oats;
1/4 cup flour;
1 tsp vanilla;
3 T vegan butter.
you GOT it now, neighbors!
drop those blops on top,
and bake that bad boy for 35 minutes.
VOILA!
now you're a breakfast commander, and that's a great start to any day, for sure.
way to go.
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i've got challenging cover-ups and year-later add-ons for appointments today.
that's cool.
it's an opportunity to activate some creative problem solving,
and reciprocate appreciation for these repeat patrons.
that's the good news.
the bad news?
that's a pretty packed schedule,
and crabtree still has suicidal A*-sludge spouting out loud.
ugh.
i don't even have a clue what he ate, or HOW he ate it,
since it's been exclusively he and i staring a each other for weeks now-
but, he managed a magic trick, and his wrinkledot is paying the price-
only,
i may be co-signed on this debt;
because if he's home too long without escape,
i'm sure he'll blast a batch of butt-butter all over himself and his surroundings.
ah, the joy of having a canine companion.
it's better than being alone?
is it better than being alone?
it's better than being at a bar.
but, it's way worse than not eating more of those bars.
that's the truth.
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i think i need to build something.
i do.
huh?
no. not like construction.
c'mon.
i don't do well with hammers and saws-
more like crafty creation,
because i am a wizard with a glue stick.
the cure for self-preservative destruction is competent creation.
i just need to harness some of that for later in the evening;
never quiet, never soft.....
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