Thursday, May 24

OLD FRIENDS

cookies, bro.
simple as that.
cookies in full effect, in total vegan rich, righteous resplendence,
and in a large and in charge quantity for my F*ing face.
when you need to overindulge in a big, fat, shark-gluttonous gorge,
why wouldn't you want gorgeous grains and chocolate chips?
right?
right!
i whipped up a from-scratch batch in just two quick ticks and a tock,
and then took down a dozen like i wanted to get diabetes right NOW.
they were SO friggin' good i had to help myself to another,
and then another 'nother,
and then another 'nother other, and so on and on...
look at 'em:

neighbors, that's some chunky rock block activation right there!
also,
that's just what i wanted, but maybe not exxxactly what i needed.
too much IS the right amount,
but overly-blarpity body-shame isn't where i'm trying to be this summer.
c'mon.
perhaps i'll be able to abstain today,
although i know they're at the studio waiting for my attention,
just being all kinds of delicious and available right in front of me-
and that'll be difficult to refrain from diving into.
on the real, they're F*ing expert,
and that's my weakness.
anyway,
if you want to bulk up along with me, but you aren't nearby,
here's the recipe, so we can fatten up in solidarity if not in person:
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CHOCOCHIP OATMEAL JAUNS!
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preheat the oven to 375℉
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream up:
1 cup brown sugar;
1/2 tsp salt;
9-10 T vegan butts;
2 tsp vanilla.
mix well, and stir in:
1/2 cup unsweetened applesauce;
2 T agave.
next, add:
1 1/2 cups flour;
1 cup fresh-ground crushed oat flour (like, oats in a spice grinder, bro);
1 cup rolled oats;
1/2 cup coconut;
1 tsp ea bakey ka-powder and soda;
2/3 bag of mini-baby dark chocolate vegan chips.
knead it all up,
and hand-form little half-flattened discs, arranged evenly on some baking sheets,
and baked for 13 minutes in a row.
that's it.
that's all there is.
you're now in possession of a valuable asset,
and in addition,
you're now capable of a cookie binge that'll drop you into hyperglycemic overload.
you're welcome.
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i saw my dear friend anna yesterday,
and i also met her friend/my new friend, syd,
at AMPERSAND TATTOO,
where i was already spanning time with the homies, nate and andra,
and we spent the afternoon laughing and catching up.
man, i'll be honest- i appreciated the heck out of it.
a couple talented photographers in town for just a bit,
and my merry band of fresh-to-death dudes, all together enjoying a moment.
there's going to be a show, gallery-style, at the grossest local,
of anna's work on saturday and sunday,
and if you like good photographic stories of color and light,
women, flowers, and butts,
then you might wanna be there to experience it in person.
...and after i get finished working, you'd best believe i'm gonna.
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baking bread,
writing words,
walking the dog-
my life is NOT an exxxplosion of exxxcitement,
but it's pretty good.
so are the hot crusty fresh loaves,
so is the deaf, dumb, dirty dog,
so is the luxury of telling my truths,
and recording the recipes that compose the day.
it's all really happening,
and that's a lot;
never quiet, never soft..... 

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