Always a time for a snatched sweet treat!

And while admittedly I’m revelling in brown rice, legume soups, fresh vegetables, kashi-krakkling 7-oat health snacks and yes (always) the occasionally hunk of HEALTHY dark chocolate (mmm), there is always a place and a time for a snatched sweet treat. All the better if homemade, and not because it’s always necessarily more delicious at home – although it often is – but because making a batch of something means you get tons and tons of sweets to share with your friends instead of one luscious bakery-gotten bite. Maybe not metric tons and tons, but that “swimming in cookies” feeling, haha, you know what I mean…
Moving backwards in time, because that makes sense to me, just last night I rolled a bushel of tiny PB & J thumbprint cookies with short sandy texture and bellies full of button-bright apricot-cognac jam. Almost grown up but you can’t ever go wrong with peanuts and jam together, and I’m not sure why kid-ish is bad or necessarily unrefined. No, they’re pretty refined actually, and take longer than I thought they would take (ie: slower than chocolate chip cookies, slightly):
Make batter, roll 4 dozen cookies, chop peanuts, dredge cookieballs in peanuts, bake, fill with heatened up jamjam, EAT. Then eat more cause they’re SUPER good. And worth a bit of respect and care and time. I kinda wanted to a try a tahini and thai marmalade version, too. Or almond and orange. Cashew and blueberry? COCONUT CHOCOLATE CARAMEL CRISPY FUN? Oh wait. That’s a samoa. Moving on…

In other recent news I made a kind of thyme & chocolate cake that was pretty good but I wanted it to be even more drenched in thyme syrup, and with a more velvetty cream, and maybe with a third/fourth layer… you know, like a MMM MELTING HERBAL MOUSSE & FUDGE kinda sensation, totally over the top. That being said, it was devoured in a few hours (gone gone gone without a crumb), so yes, it was good anyway. I DID appreciate that it wasn’t very sweet, yet deeply chocolatey, light (surprisingly) in texture and fairly grownup-ish. Also, sliced like a freaking dream – perfect layers. Easy to make, too.
Moving back, back back in time, to a place where insanely buttery crusts house tea-poached pears and frangipane…. and then get draped with drizzles of crème anglaise like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My kitchen!
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