lazy lazy february...

OR: "Long Ago Foods I Happened to Push Around in a Bowl For a Few Minutes In A Manner That Kind Of Resembles Cooking But Is Lacking Any Real Inspiration" :)

Hee, these blondies kind of look like those tile puzzles where you push around the little flat plastic squares to make a picture of... a tiger. Or a monarch. Or a guy with a lasso. I wasn't really caring about putting the pieces back in order after the food-porn was taken, and delicious things can be all rearrangey, sure.

I took the basic standard (awesome) blondie recipe from the ppk and made it all fiesta with lime juice and coconut. This was the first damned thing I'd baked in weeks!! No joke! And then they came out of the oven and I remembered why vegans have to bake - that is, to eat baked goods with melty buttery qualities. I distinctly recall deciding to gain a pound or two in honour of these things.

But really no cooking was I doing. Don't believe me, here's the proooooooof:::::

RICE FOR BREAKFAST! I ran out of oatmeal (and a small island in the pacific winked out of existence due to the illogical tanglement surrounding THAT). So I had to make do, and given I have patience in the morning to stir things and not do much else, I made some brown rice pud, with raisins, whole cloves, and cinnamon and it was... actually pretty great. Not oats, but every few years I'll shake up the morning routine a little. Oh, and I put brown sugar in it! Speshul.

Next evidence of no cooking: SLAW. Wooo! Blog-worthy mostly because it's a gorgeous shade of crimson and I happened to grate up a pear inside of it. I recommend the pear thing. (look close and you'll spot the fourth time I've made the World Fusion cauliflower soup. Fourth time!)

Last, last... I give thanks to the wonders that is the VwaV fronch toast *guideline* and how it enables me to eyeball the various flours involved. And it still results in this, which is way more carby-sugary than I usually like for lunch, but I had to use up old bread and um... Caramel Sauce. Kisses Everything! With Gold. squee.

In better news, the weather has gotten downright inspiring the past few days and my eyes are lighting up at the sight of spring markets and my poor little brain is starting to tinker with foods that make moods and involve wonderful, premeditated things like capers. I believe I'll be making seitan tomorrow. (!!!!) I see reubens and latin food.....