Wednesday, December 12, 2012

VEGAN S'MORKIES!!!!


Like every overweight person I know, I LOVE me some dessert.  Now I never want to become one of those white trash ladies who wear a chocolate-related hoodless sweatshirt (with built-in dress collar) to her job in the Accounts Receivable department every day, but I do enjoy a sweet treat from time to time. 

The following is an idea that I had one morning, figured out during the day, and made that night.  That's a little thing I like to call "Git R' Done!".  I just made that shit up.  I should make THAT into a hoodless sweatshirt (with built-in dress collar)(denim).  

Based solely on taste and experience, I think it's hard to argue against the s'more as the best dessert in the world.  It gave the boring-ass graham cracker a new lease on life, and solved the problem of "how can I light something on fire and then immediately eat it?".  There are a few problems with the s'more:

1)        It is unlikely that when the s'more craving hits you, you will be in the position to build a campfire.  If you are, you likely live in the woods and probably have bigger problems than figuring out the perfect vegan treat.
2)       It's a lot to ask of your friends and family members to create this yummy treat in your home and not drop chocolate and marshmallow and graham cracker crumbs all over the white carpet that you stupidly thought was a good idea to have in your living room.
3)       The s'more typically involves 3 non-vegan ingredients, marshmallows (gelatin), chocolate (milk), and graham crackers (honey).  So if you're vegan, you're s'mshit out of luck. 

Solution:  Chef Kodi's special vegan s'more cookies!!!  Wait…this will never fly without a cutesy name that makes you hate yourself after saying it more than twice.  Let's try again:

SOLUTION:  The S'MORKIE!!!!!!!!

Ahhhh, the S'morkie!  A lovely, luxurious, heartwarming treat that will be enjoyed by vegans and non-vegans alike. 

WHAT YOU NEED:

1 1/2 cup of flour
1 cup of Graham Cracker crumbs (about 10 full crackers, or half a box, smashed by hand with a few pieces is okay, in fact, it makes the texture more interesting and better for the party in your mouth to which cavities are invited)
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
Logs, newspaper, a lighter, sticks, and a bunch of assholes in camping chairs
Replacement for 2 eggs (I use 1/2 cup silken tofu and 1 teaspoon baking powder, but there are other options such as the "En-er-G Egg Replacer" which comes in a box that looks like a prop from the Brady Bunch's cupboard)
1/4 cup REAL maple syrup (and if you try to come with that Log Cabin bullshit, I will cut you)
1 cup brown sugar
1 tsp vanilla extract
1/2 cup corn oil
1 cup vegan chocolate chips
I bag of vegan marshmallows (mini are the best)

WHAT YOU DO:

1)        Preheat the oven to 350.
2)       Mix all dry ingredients (flour, graham crackers, baking powder, baking soda, salt)  set aside.
3)       Whisk together wet ingredients (egg replacement, oil, syrup, brown sugar, vanilla) until well mixed.  For those of you that say "but brown sugar isn't wet!" all I can say is that your mom's face isn't wet. 
4)       Since you probably forgot, turn on the oven.
5)       Slowly combine the dry mixture into the wet, and mix until just combined.  Fold in the chocolate chips.  

SIDE NOTE:  One reason that vegan baking stomps ass is that there are no raw eggs and no risk of salmonella.  This means you can eat all the uncooked dough that your chubby, overworked heart desires.  This also means that since your newfound skill at vegan cooking will lead to lots of sex and pregnancies, you can safely feed the uncooked dough to your pregnant lady friend as a distraction while you hastily pack your duffel bag and leave town.    

6)       Place the dough by the spoonful (about 2 tbs per cookie) onto a lightly greased baking sheet.  I prefer to roll it into balls and press so that they have even thickness.  You can also use parchment paper and no grease.  I prefer this method because parchment is what the Constitution was written on, and if you don't like parchment you're a fucking commie.
7)       Bake the cookies for about 13 minutes, remove from the oven.
8)       They should be soft on top and not fully cooked.  Take the marshmallows and press them into the top of the cookies.  While you're doing this, switch the oven to Broil. 
9)       Once the marshmallows are in the top of the cookies, pop the tray back in and cook until they are slightly brown and melty on the top.  They will start to expand, and that's how you will know you're close.  DO NOT leave the room.  DO NOT leave the marshmallows unattended.  It should only take 90 seconds or so, depending on the broiler, and you may want to lift the cookie sheet to make sure the 'mallows (cool way to say marshmallows) get toasted, but if your cookies catch on fire and you're stuck serving fruit or some stupid bullshit like that as dessert as you air out the kitchen and have to ask the tall person to pull the 9 volt battery out of your smoke detector, it's your own damn fault.
10)   Take the cookies out, they can be eaten as soon as people can stand to touch them.  The warmer the better.  After day #1, pop them in the microwave for 10-15 seconds to re-create that campfire feeling even though you're just home alone reading vampire fiction and whining to your cats about how hard it is to find a man.
11)   Best served with good friends and a scary story LOL!!!!  But seriously, if the "here's a campfire, good thing I brought my acoustic guitar, now listen to me play the same riff from a Dave Matthews song all night" guy comes along, don't give him a cookie.
12)   Smile as your non-vegan friends enjoy the fruits of your labor, wince as they discuss with one another how easy it would be to make this recipe using regular, non-vegan items.  Assholes.

SERVING SUGGESTION:

It's the perfect fucking cookie.  Eat it by itself.  Or with a chilled glass of rice milk.  Or atop a scoop of vanilla bean coconut ice cream.

SERVING NOT SUGGESTION:

Put a plateful on the fireplace of a child's house on Christmas Morning with a note that says "For Santa".  Point out to the child that the cookies are untouched, therefore Santa does not exist.  Use their tears to salt the rim of a margarita glass.  Drink and enjoy their misery.    



SERVES BETWEEN ONE AND 20 PEOPLE, DEPENDING ON LEVEL OF FATNESS AND FOOD AGGRESSION.  

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