BREAK YO'SELF!!

gluten-free cinnamon brown sugar panniecakes?
F* yeah!!
check the teleport:

that's that big B brekkie in effect, b.
y'got stwed apples on top,
and real new hampshire maple syrup, too.
plus, kapow-powdered sugary sprankles to turn it up to eleven....
you wanna know what's IN those 'cakes?
ok!
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GRIDDLERCAKEZ!
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in a medium mixing bowl, sift up:
1 cup bob's a.p.gf baking blend;
1/2 tsp salt;
1/2 cup gf oat flour;
3 T brown sugar;
1/2 tsp xantham gum;
1/4 cup ground unsweetened unsulphured coconut;
1/4 cup plain unsweetened coconut yogurt;
1 tsp bakey soda;
2 tsp bakey pow-pow;
1 1/2 tsp cinnamon;
1 tsp nutmeg;
1/2 tsp allspice;
1/2 tsp dried ginger;
3 T melted vegan butterish;
1 1/4 cup non-dairy milk;
1 tsp vanilla.
stir it all up,
let it rest for thirty minutes,
and spoon it into your preferred cookie-cutout shapes-
always all greased-up, and on a hot griddle or large pan, man.
flip 'em when the bubbles are abundant on the surface of side one,
and remove the forms after a minute on the other other side.
...tight.
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the apples?
that's brown sugar, and cinnamon, and vanilla, and a pat of vegan butter,
and cored, peeled, sliced apples, cooked down to soft splotches of autumnal awesomeness.
easy as pie, but on top of cake.
y'feel me?
i know you do.
hey listen, man!
ha.
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those potatoes roasted all morning at 375℉.
sliced, GPOP'd, slated, peppered, and tossed in oil,
i et 'em get especially crispy before i fired 'em up
with smoked paprika, MORE GPOP, a spoonful of vegan butter,
red onion chunks, and lots and lots of texas-style ho'sauce for the WIN!
mmhmmm.
that's how you turn potatoes into miracles, m'man!
word.
....with fancy baby tomatoes, and pea shoots for garnish,
and some AVO-F*ING-CADO, complete with sriracha flake sprankles?
y'boi knows about breakfast,
and i'll be darned and danged if i don;t doo-doo that freaky sh!t
like a glutenless guardian of good times and great food.
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columbus day.
back where i'm from, in southern connecticut,
where all the italian-americans LOVE christobal colón,
there's probably going to be a parade.
up here, in the woodsly gooodness, there's no school, but that's about it.
where will i be?
at work.
duh.
that's what i do.
and that's why i may never get rich, either.
real talk: nobody ever got rich by working hard.
i don't even work that hard, but i DO work a LOT.
maybe that's something that should change, too?
i dunno.
but there's work to do, so i'mma do what i do best,
and zipzap all the bits and pieces like a berserker barbarian battle beast.
i will tattblast all the doodiecrinkles on earth,
you can bet on that.
columbus discovered some sh!t that was already there.
i'm about to discover some sh!t that everybody else may already know about:
taking time to do what you love, and what you're good at, and what needs doing-
is it ikigai?
i doubt it.
it's just what's up on a three-day weekendy rainy monday.
it's all really happening, and i guess that's got to be the whole point;
NQNS.....