When Everything is Peachy

It's been a week. One week since I opened my Facebook and found out about the horrible event in Colorado.

I was sitting at home on Friday slicing in to a peach and feeling overly thankful for everything.

I grew up in Colorado, and that event felt really close to home. I home that I'm not near, but my heart still is in.

I have friends that live close, and after a frantic Facebook check they all were ok. Some have kids that could have been there but weren't.

I felt overwhelmed, just sitting and eating a juicy peach. Overwhelmed with blessings, and sadness for what seems to be such a deep void of love. I cannot imagine what chasm of empty is in a person that drives them to that violence.

I felt remorse for the Tweet I had just sent out into the world -Blurg! Spilled all my precious water kefir, painting a tiny bathroom with crazy texture, and I'm out of dark chocolate.

I mean, how whiney and self indulgent does that sound? I immediately wanted to snatch it out of interweb land. I know there'll be more water kefir, I'm fortunate to able to paint my bathroom - bumps and all, and I know that chocolate is luxury and beyond what I NEED.  And there I was with my peach, and self righteous self, sobbing that everything was so very right in my world.





Has anyone else felt so overwhelmed with their lovelies that they couldn't contain it?

I wish that upon everyone. Blessings and love so abundant that it cannot be contained.

I don't know what else to say about this tragedy. I'm thankful for what didn't happen and praying that those involved have a way to cope.

I'm sorry for my friends in Colorado, having to constantly be inundated with interviews of everyone who ever knew a victim or the shooter. Sorry that they will be scarred by yet another violent event.

I baked because I wanted the comfort of smelling something homey and sweet. I recreated another favorite. This time it's peach cobbler. Deconstructing again, partially to keep things simple, and also to retain the fresh amazing peaches as they are.




I made cookies to stand in for the cobbler part. I wanted something crumbly and sweet, but only a bit for each peach. I sprinkled them with salt right of the oven, I like my cobbler salty and buttery. Then I whipped up some cashew cream. I love cold coconut cream, but wanted something a bit richer for this peach. I liked how this came out. It's simple and rich, but leaving the peach raw makes it fresh and clean.

Cinnamon Cobbler Cookie

2 cups almond flour

1/4 cup coconut palm sugar

2 egg whites

1 Tablespoon butter, melted

1 Tablespoon vanilla

2 teaspoons cinnamon

1 teaspoon baking soda

sea salt for sprinkling on top

Preheat oven to 350º. In a food processor pulse together all the ingredients. This dough is thick and sticky. On a greased cookie sheet, drop by rounded Tablespoons. Wet your hand and use the palm of your hand to flatten out the mounds. Bake for 6-8 minutes or until the edges are just browning. Remove  from the oven and sprinkle with sea salt.

Cashew Cream

1/2 cup raw cashews, covered in water for 1 hour

1 Tablespoon honey

1/4 cup water

1 Tablespoon vanilla

1 teaspoon coconut oil

Drain the cashews and add them to a food processor with the remaining ingredients. Run the processor until it's very creamy. You may have to stop the machine to scrape down the sides now and then.

To make the cobbler, cut up a fresh ripe peach in a bowl. Break up a cookie over the top and spoon some cashew cream over the top. Enjoy!

The cookies are nice with other fruits as a little snack. The kids of course thought they were not sweet enough to be considered a proper dessert. Oh well.

I hope you all have so much to hold on to, and are feeling overwhelmed with all that is right. I wish this feeling could be something you could email out to everyone, or Tweet like a contagious viral blessing.

Or maybe we could just go eat a peach and everything will be right for at least that moment.

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