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Shut Up and Listen: Raw Apple Pie

I am very American in the fact that I like my car. Today my car was the instrument through which I received another wakeup call.
 Black Cat Society | This recipe picture is lost | Vegan Gluten-free | Gothic Granola

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Another Chapter in the Quickbread Chronicles

Another day, another dollar, another job application, another recipe…lest this gets boring, remember that you are alive, you can move, and you have the use of your five senses and third eye. Reverend Justin Terry’s take-home message from the Sunday evening service at Arlington Metaphysical Chapel was,
God is blessing you, whether you can see it or not. But it’s always there.

10 Front Window in Arlington Metaphysical Chapel, Arlington, VA


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Gingerbread on the Fly

 Every artist is a cannibal
Every poet is a thief
Both kill their inspiration
And sing about the grief
–U2, “The Fly,” from Achtung Baby (1992)
Why am I sharing my signature dish? Why not. It’s carried me through pre-ganism (when I was testing out this vegan thang because I thought it would keep me safe from other issues with food…subject for another post). It’s carried me through breakfast, lunch, supper, and snacks as a vegan and likewise when I became gluten-free.
makeshift gingergread vegan gluten-free | gothic granola

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Objects and Objections: Irish Soda Bread Revenants

Sing with me, to the tune of Greensleeves:
What slime is this, quite chauvinist,
into my lap is creeping?
Whom cannot bear what is not square
nor suffer sable clothing?
This, this is vileness
no tolerance for difference.
Haste, haste to breed them out
this slime, this fear of others.
 Irish Soda Bread Muffins Vegan Gluten-free | Gothic Granola

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In the House of Dreams | Welsh Cakes

For the past three weeks, I have dreamt about the inside of a house. It is not just any house, it is a mansion, a schloss in Bavaria, I decided. Outside the floor-length windows in the main hall, it s always purplish, cloudy dusk over snow-covered, black, rocky mountains. I see the northeastern view. A gallery runs around the inside of the hall, separating first from second floors, but I haven’t seen the stairs. Curiously, the walls are either plain dark wood paneling or whitewashed plaster. Different people I know from my current life have appeared in my dreams there. I don’t know what it means, other than it’s some sort of mashup of the pirate feast and SCA events and Nosferatu and Carmilla.

Welsh Cakes | Gothic Granola

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Pancakey | Carrot Cake Pancakes

Though it is now full-blown Lent, I’m sharing my Mardi Gras luncheon because there’s nothing about it that’s sinful or off-limits in the fasting and abstinence sense, as far as I know. I can and will go on at length about how food is not “sinful” and should not cause guilt. Food is neutral. We bring the guilt as a side dish or a sauce. We also have the ability not to partake, but instead to enjoy our treats or what-have-ye mindfully and in appropriate-to-ourselves amounts.

carrot cake pancakes vegan gluten-free | gothic granola

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Travelling for Dessert: Sacrifice for the Gods of Freedom and Democracy

On Tuesday, one of my bestest buds from high school invited me to a Fourth of July party in D.C. and she requested that I bring “some food or drink to placate the gods of freedom and democracy.”  However, I couldn’t use the stove since the gas burners have electric starters.  As with this episode last year, I took the Metro to my brother’s apartment in order to sleep and make cereal bars.

 cereal bars  vegan gluten-free| Gothic Granola

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