It is my birthday
That is all.
So I can post to my blog using an iPhone application now. Hmm…maybe I’ll post more often. We’ll see. ![]()
Yeah…the ol’ blog’s still on life support! It’s been just shy of a year, but here’s a post…you know. Just to show how much I care.
Vegan cookies are hard. I mean, rather, they’re difficult, and can be hard if you overbake them.
There’s about a 30 second window between “not done” and “burnt”. So I burnt the first batch. The second batch was underdone, but still eatable. The last batch was just about right.
Thing about vegan cookies is that they don’t brown properly. The butter and eggs in normal cookies promote browning. So they look as white as my white-ass ass. But they taste good! These particular cookies were carob chip oatmeal banana cookies. The banana sort of replaces the eggs. Sort of.
Here is the recipe. You’ll probably need to add more flour and oats than the recipe calls for.
Updated Score:
Total time spent: 6 hours
Time spent last night: 2 hours
Cookies baked: 14
Varieties baked: 1
Cookies distributed: 8
So I got off to a bit of a slow start. Instead of baking the whole night, I decided I needed to make a couple special cookie deliveries.
The recipe I used comes from the May 2005 issue of Cooks Illustrated magazine. You can find it online at http://www.cooksillustrated.com (though registration to the site may be required). Look for Chocolate-Chunk Oatmeal Cookies with Pecans and Dried Cherries and note that I omitted the lame ass dried fruit.
This particular recipe only makes about 16 cookies. Not quite enough for the scale that I’m going for, so I’m gonna make the recipe again, but double the batch size. 32 cookies seems about right.
Batch size determined, I also realized that I need a good cookie delivery vehicle. I used ziplock bags last night, but they aren’t really all that nice. Functional, to be sure, but I need something a bit more swoopty. So I’m working on that, and I’m sure many of you will see some sort of crazy cookie packaging. Suggestions welcome.
(These are some mass emails I sent yesterday and this morning. I realized they’d make good blog posts. So here they are.)
From: Casey Cady
To: Everyone
Date: November 1, 2006 5:32:13 PM PST
Subject: Operation Cookie Bake
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Be warned: Next time any of you see me, there’s a better than decent
chance that I’ll be forcing cookies upon you. I do take requests,
but I’ll ignore the requests if they’re stupid (who eats cookies with
raisins in them, anyway?). Unless you’re awesome. In which case,
I’ll even do the stupid requests.
–Casey
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From: Casey Cady
To: Everyone
Date: November 2, 2006 9:44:18 AM PST
Subject: [zü] Operation Cookie Bake — Status
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Current score:
Time spent in cookie related activities: 4 Hours
Recipes collected: 11
Cookies baked: 0
So I got home from work and started pouring through my cookbooks and
the internets looking for good cookie recipes (vegan cookies were an
especially interesting avenue of exploration, since I haven’t made
them before). Four hours later, while I had no cookies baked, I did
have 11 solid recipes that made the cut.
I was going to bake a batch last night, but a late halloween night in
Portland caught up with me, and I ended up going to bed.
So it looks like the baking will start tonight. If I can get a
couple batches done in time, I might go out and find the Happy Hour
crowd so they can plunder the spoils of my baking. We’ll see.
Anyway: First recipe is going to be Oatmeal/Chocolate Chunk/Pecan.
Then it’ll be vegan Oatmeal-Chocolate Chip.
I’ll reveal more soon.
By my estimation, when I finish this crazy scheme, I will have baked
around 250 cookies. Wow.
–Casey
Been too busy to write anything since The Hippy Post. But it’s time. Just a quick recap on what’s been up.
Burning Man.
Camping on Mt. Rainier (pictures are coming, I hope)
Camping at the Beach (Pacific Beach, near ocean shores).
Shows. Lots of shows. And then there’s the corset sewing project. Working on that. It’s kind of fun and cool, hopefully the corset will turn out well.
Actually, thinking about it, I haven’t blogged about the school bus I bought either. It’s going on a wine tasting tour this weekend. I’ve offered to be sober driver.
This post sounds harried and rushed. My life is harried and rushed right now, and I love it. But I wish I could write more. Actually, I need more time in a day. It’s crazy. And this next month seems like it’s gonna get worse.
Anyone know how to build a time machine?
I love people.
I love the good and bad things that I encounter in my day to day interaction with people.
I revel in the keen differences and amazing similarities I see in people.
I love the diversity.
I love being constantly surprised by the little things that people say, the tiny insights that reveal a depth I hadn’t seen before.
I love the annoying little quirks. I take them in. I examine them, looking for keys to self awareness.
I love the mystery of people. I love knowing that there is much more to know about people, even people I know well.
I love exploring the background, following the pathways of the simple statements that people make, investigating the deeper meaning.
There are certain people I want to mind fuck. I want to probe the depths of these people so that I can see exactly what they see. I want to know where they are coming from. I want to know everything about them. I want to understand. I want them to understand. These people are my friends. These people define me.
Without people, my introspection has no meaning.
People define me.
Went rafting on the Thompson River up in BC this weekend with my friend Jen. I can’t imagine having more fun.
The Thompson is a huge deep river, flowing at 30,000 cfs. That’s a lot of water. We were in a small raft, 8 of us + a guide. Some of the waves were, in fact, bigger than the raft. The wind during the trip was terrible, though. Really strong, and blowing upstream. Made things a little difficult.
Another highlight of the trip was me, stubborn to get more beer, driving 42km to the nearest open town to buy beer. I did find out on that drive that my car will easily do 110MPH uphill.
Wheee.
Also learned that I’m both gullible and a crappy liar.
Oh! Almost forgot. Best part of the trip ever: For a while now, I’ve had a running competition going with myself to see what the worst/funniest thing I could forget to bring camping was. It’s always been a bunch of mundane little things. Until now.
This time I forgot….clothes.
That’s right, I forgot clothes. Including shorts to go rafting in. But through a strange twist of chance, I did have a Utilikilt. So that’s what I rafted in. Hope I didn’t flash anyone.
Anyway, here are pictures. The rafting ones are a bit dodgy. Had one of those disposable waterproof cameras, and it sucked, and it malfunctioned. Oh well.