RABBIT RAAAAAAAAABBIT!!!!!!

i said it.
the magic word.
two times, in a row.
i don't think it works as well as it used to,
but i still speak it out like a spellcast spitfireball into the universe.
y'know?
i mean, rules is rules after all,
and we do the things we do when we're supposed to-
so, i said it, i meant it, it's documented, and it's out there,
the focused intention of favorable fortunes and cultivated coincidences:
rabbit! rabbit!
the thing you say if you know what and when to say it.
and i do, and i did, and we'll see what happens.
ANYway,
i also did the other other thing you do on the firs of the month.....
i made a treat.
uh-huh.
treats to welcome the new page on the calendar are a must.
and i doo-doo that treatsie stuff to eleven always, man.
that's a thing.
check the no-no-no-way-vember-type teleport:

APPLE GINGER TART!!!
have you ever seen somethin' so sexxxy before in your whole life?!?!
prob'ly not.
that's novembry.
that's autumnal.
that's F*ing elite.
y'like the fanned out fall leaves an' that?
i got two types of from-scratch freestyle homemade gluten-free cookie dough on there, yo.
that's right.
i had the leavin's from a couple of batches of big action,
and i rolled 'em out on the top and bottom, to make some crispy crusts for this bihhhh.
also,
i used the last of the apples to fire up somethin' especially special, too-
the apples were expert:
3 red ones, and a big green one, peeled, cored, sliced,
and stewed with 1 T skin-on organic finely-minced fresh ginger,
and 1/2 cup brown sugar,
and 1 tsp vanilla,
and 2 T agave,
and 1/2 tsp ginger exxxtract,
and a dash of salt,
and a tablespooon of non-GMO organic cornstarch.
that's all.
on medium heat in a medium pot, until they were jusssssst right.
yup.
when that mix was soft, and thick, and aromatically awesome,
i let it cool a little, while i rolled my doughs, bros.
uh-huh.
what was in those?
not wheat, otherwise, i dunno, really.
i made bat cookies for harvest and her mom,
i made shortbread pumpkins for embry, cohen, and cali 
special-style for hallowe'en,
and while i didn't pay much attention to what specifically went in 'em,
i did stick to the magic ratio:
2 cups assorted gf flours;
1/2 tsp salt;
1 tsp xantham;
1 stick butters;
3/4 cup sugar;
1 tsp vanilla;
maybe some coconut and oats (i mean, for SURE some of those, but whatever)
and a few T of s'milk.
that's all you need to get rad on some treats, neighbors.
for real.
i mean, a gf floured surface, a rolling pin, and an oven help, too,
but the ratio is key, and the rest is improvisable!
so, do that.
-
i baked my tart at 380℉ for twenty five minutes,
and it's perfect.
like, perfectly perfect.
spicy, sweet, soft, crunchy....everything you want, and nothin' you don't.
that's my favorite.
maybe that rabbit rabbit sh!t s working better than i think it is?
could be.
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november is categorically my least favorite month.
i get one thing out of it-
superior thanksgiving goodness.
one meal to make up for the whole month.
one plant-based cruelty-free intentional emotional elite superfancy spread
of succulent sustenance,
and that isn't gonna show up for weeks.
until then?
it's grey every dang day,
and it's dark earlier than the turnt-back clockin' time-travel we're getting can account for.
big things are afoot.
small changes are being made.
huge moves are underway.
all of it is all really happening,
unfolding along the intemperate and tempestuous trial-by-fire plot twists of real effin' life.
without the bitter, the sweet's just not as sweet, or so they say.
i'm holding out for the super-saccharine sugar rush that has to be close behind this wild ride.
the next chapter is as much a mystery as the next sentence these days;
never quiet, never soft.....