Healthy Halloween - These Pumpkin Spice Brownies are tasty, yet nourishing (vegan safe)
Looks like this blog hit over 300 followers! Whoop whoop! Thank you to everyone who has taken an interest in this spookfest of a tumblr, I hope you’re hungry (you must be, scrolling is quite a tiresome task). I can’t wait to show you what posts are coming up next, but first, let me take a selfie- ahem, tell you how to make this scrumptious autumn treat. As promised, here is the celebratory recipe for all of you wonderful circus freaks…
- 3 cups chopped pumpkin
- 1/4 cup banana (one small banana)
- 1/4 cup rice milk (or regular milk)
- 1/4 cup oil of choice
- 1/2 cup agave syrup, brown sugar or other sweetener
- 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 and 1/2 cup flower (whole wheat, preferably)
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 3/4 teaspoon baking soda
- a generous sprinkle of cinnamon
- a small sprinkle of nutmeg
Step 1: Preheat oven at 350°F (or 180°C). Cook the chopped pumpkin in a pot at low heat with the rice milk. Occasionally test to see if it is soft. If so, use a vegetable masher, release the cackling witch within you and crush the pumpkin until it becomes a soup.
Step 2: Mix dry ingredients in a bowl. Use as much cinnamon as desired, but remember to be a little skimpy with the nutmeg, as the taste is significantly stronger.
Step 3: Mash banana and add to dry mixture along with the pumpkin and other remaining wet ingredients.
Step 4: Grease and flour a pan, then pour batter in.
Step 5: Bake until brown or for about 20 minutes.
Step 6: Remove from oven and let cool. For a little something even tastier, eat while warm.
If you’d like to put your own twist on the recipe, submit it to the blog and show us your concoction!
I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.
I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.
LUCY I FOUND IT
But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.
I’m not crying or anything
I am omg
Oh my god I’m crying
Explosive Paintings Reach Beyond the Traditional Frame
In these artworks by artist Valerie Hegarty, it looks like the walls have exploded with an array of fruits, foliage, and decay. At first glance, one might think they are viewing art that has been destroyed. However, Hegarty is well-known for her explosive work that reaches out, beyond a flat area and into three-dimensional space.