Hello, again, blogosphere. It’s been a while. (I seem to have this terrible habit of disappearing for long stretches of time, but I promise that it’s been for a good reason:
At this exact second*, I’m sitting on a plane bound one way for San Jose, California, and all of the time between my last post and now has been consumed with the energy of packing and shipping my life several thousand miles, working my last few weeks at my old store, and working on an art project at my grandmother’s house–details of the latter to follow.
*Disclaimer: This post was written on the plane, but I wasn't able to publish it until today, since there's no way in hell I'm paying $8.00 to use in-flight Wi-Fi .
So why am I sitting on a plane to San Jose? Because, as of today, I am no longer a resident of the state of Florida. I’m moving across the country to live with my mother & brother, and to wipe the slate clean and get started on living my life. I figured that 2012 was as good a year as any to follow my passion and finally just live…if the world ends, great. If it doesn’t, even better.
For just over a week, between the first of the year and now, I’ve been living with my Grammy & Papa. I don’t know what I would have done without them–especially since I was cornered in my own kitchen & *ahem* “politely” told that I had to be out by the first unless I wanted to pony up my portion of the entire month’s rent. I’ve had an amazing couple of days, especially since my Grammy & I spent much of the time making my mother’s Christmas present [granted, a few days late, but I’m blaming that on Amazon.com for losing the materials in shipping].
Merry (Belated) Christmas, Mom!
My mother’s family has a strange love for the book Go Dog, Go by P.D. Eastman (aka Dr. Seuss). There’s just something about the “do you like my hat” bit that is unendingly funny…and so it is an oft-quoted part of our every day exchanges.
After discovering a really cool hack for turning an old book into a purse on Epbot, Grammy and I spent a good several days researching the “recipe,” if you will, for trying the project on our own.
My grandmother and I bonded. Literally.
Of course, I can’t ever make anything easy, so we started to deviate from the recipe, and, despite some setbacks involving Gorilla Glue and an industrial stapler, the end product was nothing short of really darn cool.
What does this have to do with cookies? Nothing, really, but in the midst of the chaos I ended up baking a batch of Peanut Apple Pretzel Cookies, which my grandmother loved–and to me, seeing her happy was the very best part. Also, I’d apologize for making you read a page-long parenthetical, but one of my New Year’s resolutions was to stop apologizing for everything. So there.)
Peanut Apple Pretzel Cookies are not peanut butter cookies. I substituted part of the Vegetable/Hazelnut Oil mix that I use with my Divine Vegan Chocolate Chip Cookies with Peanut Oil (which can be easily obtained from the surface of an un-mixed jar of all-natural peanut butter). I crushed up regular pretzels and threw in some diced Pink Lady apples (which I chose because they have an incredibly dense makeup that allows all of that tart juicy goodness to hold up when baked).
These cookies are all kinds of awesome…I may do some experiments in the future with dehydrated apples as opposed to fresh, just because the fresh apples saturate the cookie with excess moisture, so they, like my pumpkin cookies, are best eaten just after they’ve been baked. I’ll keep you all updated on the results.
As for California, I’m on my way…I am excited to be starting my new life, and to be one step closer to opening my cookie company for real. 2012 is the year of possibility, and I’m going to make that possibility my reality.**
See you on the West Coast!
Love & Cookies,
**P.S. My good friend Steve has challenged me to “Oprah” a cookie by 2013. Think I can do it?