I didn’t cook anything today. We had cereal for breakfast, Indian buffet for lunch, and reheated Nick’s soup for dinner. While nice, I have been fidgety all evening and all I want to do it bake something. Sometimes you just have to have peanut butter cookies.
So tomorrow after class I believe I will be baking. Either the big gigantoid crunchy peanut butter oatmeal cookies from Vegan With a Vengeance —or— pumpkin bars. I have some winter squash that would be lovely slathered in cream cheese frosting. Just about anything will be lovely with cream cheese frosting. I don’t care about hydrogenated fat when its in the form of frosting. Until I can make an acceptable cream cheese substitute for said confection I will continue to support tofutti.
I’m trying to finish the rough draft of an essay that I need to workshop tomorrow. An essay I didn’t know I would be workshopping tomorrow until a few hours ago. So now I’m trying to conjure ambition or enthusiasm but all I want are cookies. In an attempt to write I’ve been sporadically typing and fantasizing about Norwegian treats (I’m writing about my mom’s kitchen). I want lefse, krumkake, and kringla so bad! If I had a ricer I’d make the lefse. If I had a successful egg substitute I’d make krumkake. Since I can make kringla maybe all my plans for tomorrow will get scrapped and I’ll make that.
But for now I’m going to try not to look up recipes and instead focus on writing. And maybe grabbing a cookie.