Tiny Baker. Vegan/Gluten-free Chocolate Chip Coconut Cookies.

IMG_5510We do a lot of vegan, gluten-free cooking around here. We make our own almond milk a few times a week which leaves us with the fantastic byproduct of almond flour (which is an oxymoron and technically not real flour since it’s wet, but whatever). We use the flour for pancakes and various raw bar goodies, but cookies are the most fun and usually taste like regular eggy, oily varieties.

Alice likes to eat batter and help spoon out dough. I think the vegan aspect is perhaps best suited for toddlers. At least mine, who seems eager to disregard anything I say and go ahead and eat raw dough until her “tummy hurt, Mama.”

I rarely measure anything–so usually I have to give recipes a second shot to confirm what I did the first time. But here’s my estimated recipe.

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Heat oven to 375.

Combine 1 cup ground, soaked almonds (water drained out so it clumps a bit). *dry almond meal works too, just add a table spoon of water and mix a little until it looks shaggy.

Add:

1 ripe banana (use a mixer to mash or if blending by hand smash in good processor or put in plastic bag and roll with a rolling pin…or clean wine bottle works too…

Then:

2 table spoons almond butter

2 table spoons honey

1 tsp baking powder

1/4 tsp salt

Mix all together and add:

1 table spoon flax seeds

2 table spoons shredded (unsweetened) coconut

2 table spoons honey

And fold in:

2 table spoons vegan chocolate chips

Spoon out around 1 table spoon-sized cookies on parchment. Cook 13 to 15 minutes (checking on them at around 10–until bottoms are darkening. But coconut burns/cooks differently depending on shredded finely verses flake, etc.)

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New York Vacation

20140801-163039-59439249.jpgIt’s been awhile since an update. I know. I’m going to continue as if that never happened.

We left New York when Alice was just 4 months old. When we made the decision to leave we promised we would bring her back regularly, that she’d know that city as well as our new one.

One full week, and instead of fretting over rent, affordable childcare, transportation and all the distracting realities of life in New York we so eagerly left behind, we focused on just enjoying the city. We visited friends, old neighborhoods and restaurants. We swam in warm ocean water and ate bagels and pizza. We did all the romantic things we had meant to but rarely had time for while we were living there: Central Park, The Museum of Natural History, Jane’s Carrousel, the High Line Park and The Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory.

20140801-164147-60107865.jpgThe most amazing aspect of our entire trip was experiencing the city with a very outgoing almost-two-year-old. Where there were once tense, crammed subway rides at rush hour there were now friendly, outgoing individuals smiling and talking at length with Alice. Diverted eyes and random pushes we’re replaced with smiles, waves and the concerned “pardon me.” Even cabbies and uber drivers were double checking her carseat and asking of the baby was comfortable.

IMG_547220140801-164151-60111700.jpgI’m not sure how we’ll recover once we no longer cart around this precious toddler who calls out (“close it!” to the subway doors and “sit down” to each new passenger), waves and dances to anything resembling a beat. I guess we’ll need a really cute dog to carry in a handbag.