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I started off with four flavors of cupcakes and four of frosting (chocolate, vanilla, mocha, and almond), and laid them like brickwork around a central support.

The frosting helped to bind the layers together, and I built it up until a towering edifice loomed over the tabletop.

I drizzled chocolate frosting over the top, painting the whole thing brown (much like a certain tank of molasses just before some fateful day).

Finally, I watched as my handiwork at the the hands of ravenous guests was unmade.

A happy disaster was had by all.
In slightly less exciting news, those of you who are interested in reading “I Was A Teenage Vegan Cookbook, Volume 3: Fall is Full of Stuff” without dealing with the myriad hassles of capitalist exchange and the lingering guilt of paper product consumption can now download, in stunning black and white, a digital version of your very own, to have and to hold, in breakfast and in bed, until death or untimely hard drive meltdown do you part. Download yours today!
Despite all of this exciting news, today is a sad day here at iwasateenagevegancookblog, as I, having left my friends in Boston behind to return to school must now part ways with this blog and with you, gentle readers. I have classes to take and a new kitchen full of housemates to whip into shape, and will probably not have world enough and time to post about it here. We’ve had a good run, you and I, but don’t think of this as goodbye, so much as some abstract and completely metaphorical form of “see you later”. In closing then, take this cliched and borrowed phrase as both bene- and valediction: eat, drink, and be merry.
And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for:
The End.













It’s been an eventful period of lost time here at I Was A Teenage Vegan Headquarters (which, for those of you keeping track at home, is in fact a giant orbitital culinary battlestation, beaming these transmissions down to earth from the immensely dark quietude of space): the class at the BCAE that I mentioned in my last post (that I co-taught with Homefries and the head chef at Veggie Planet) went swimmingly, except for the somewhat unreliable ovens, the mathematical impossibility of producing four desserts in three hours, and the overabundance of delicious sugar consumed by all. The following weekend I provided the food for a music and art party hosted by my friend Chris in Stony Creek, Connecticut, from the menu for which the title of this post and accompanying artwork (deftly crafted by my roommate 



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