that's just how it is around here at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress test kitchen laboratory.
uh-huh.
there's no gettin' away from it, so don't think you're gonna be allowed to start
the month off with some sort of weak sauce, and NO treats,
because rules is rules,
and just like we say rabbit! rabbit! for all the good luck,
we bake a lil somethin'-somethin' for all the good feels on top of all that fortune.
yup.
that's just a thing that has to happen,
and y'all already know that it's all already really happening.....
so, the question becomes: what kind of a treat are we having?
and i have the answer, obvi!
dudes,
check the teleport, and prepare yourselves for something new!
FIG GRAHAM CAKE!!!!
wooooord, neighbors-
a single-layer super-rich and exxxtra-sweet figgy exxxplosion of newton-style new hottness.
yeah!
fruit and cake, kids......that's what i'm on.
i don't usually get nostalgic when i'm eating food.
i mean, i find myself looking forward more than back to my youth,
and this kitchen is for the future, for sure.
however, this tasty jaun brought me back to cookies with my ol' man.
although,
it looks way too fancy for him to have tried it;
and it's vegan af, so he'd have skipped a slice regardless of how it looked.
still, it took me to a time when we'd tune up a row of fig newtons like a couple
of very manly dudes who loved to eat dry cookies.
ha.
you might wanna make this, so i'll tell you how, right now:
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GRAHAMNEWLIE CAKE!
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preheat your oven to 350℉
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in a medium mixing bowl, cream together:
1 stick vegan butts;
2 tsp vanilla;
1/2 tsp salt;
3/4 cup sugar.
add 1/2 cup non-dairy yogurt, and stir well-
next, add:
1 cup a.p. flour;
1 cup graham flour;
3 T tapioca flour;
2 tsp bakey powder;
1 tsp bakey soda;
1+ cup chopped dried figs;
1 cup non-dairy milk, + 1 T lemon juice-curdled into buttermilkishness.
stir it all up into a rough batter,
and spread it evenly across a 9" springform pan.
lay out halved figs across the surface, so that it looks like it's sophisticated.
y'see how it is?
that's adult cake, bro.
it makes you taller, or some sh!t like that.
now, bake it for 30-35 minutes or until a tester comes out clean from the center.
it's buttery, but not so buttery that you lose that cookie flavor.
it's grahamy, but not like a sad cracker.
it's figged the F* out but that's sort of the point, y'know?
yes.
this one is a good one, and it's starting august off correctly.
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i'm ready for this month.
i know, i know, it's very easy to say it, but it's a whole other 'nother thing to live it.
and that's really the test of mettle, isn't it?
not just talking about it, but being about it.
i'm 'bout it, b.
that's for sure.
plumbers and bummers and boxes and bins for books.....
boots and shoes and coats and carbine rifles
are ALL getting relocated and reorganized and readjusted.
there're so many things happening, all at once,
and the nights gets later, and the styles get harder,
and in the middle of all of it,
i totally forgot to mention that yesterday was an anniversary of sorts-
yeah.
nine mutha-F*ing years of Folk Life & Liberty from inside of
this haunted hallowed hall of heartfelt hottness.
ummmmm.
what. the. heck. homies......nine years!!!
shoutouts to getting older, and wiser, and still making wild decisions
and enjoying strange situations, and creating new and exciting experiences
from the feral, fallow, fearsomely ferocious fortress i call home.
it's about to get weirder, and more crowded, and louder, and harder,
and a heckuva lot more fresh, too.
time is ticking, space is invading,
and all of it is underway under the auspices of active participation,
and the pursuit of self-improvement, betterment, and actualized creativity.
y'know,
like becoming something more than just what i've always been.
that's a tall order,
but it's also the only play, all damned day,
because too much is the right amount,
and anything else is just not enough;
never quiet, never soft.....
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