Vegan Mofo 2012

I feel as though I flirt with disaster on a daily basis, so much so that we're now on a comfortable, first name basis. Let us not speak of prior attempts, let's maintain a forward looking, sunshine-and-rainbows approach.
Here's a look at what I've been playing with the last few months:

What happens when you take a classic French dessert and twist/bend/mangle it to your will?

 

Coconut custard-y things! At one point like a marshmallow, and in another turn, a sort of a vanilla-y gum, and after a day in the humidity, maybe best left alone. Perhaps a rationalization to get an acetylene torch. What? It's a great idea!

You'd think I'd leave the French alone after that one, right? Well, the only reason I even ventured into that territory was because the bastardized brioche  was quite tasty:

Turns out all you need to make successful bread is also the same thing you need to cut down your energy bill- a 90 degree kitchen.

Someone gave me a hard time about cake:

but oddly, not about my blatantly mismatching plates.

And finally, I've found the best air freshener in the known universe:

Freshly baked banana bread, warmly spiced and with double chocolate goodness. I slept so contentedly that night. 

Now that October is here, I'm all aflutter with baking plans and plots- that and the $17 of U-Pick apples in my kitchen. Game on.