Coconut Black-n-White Bites

24 February 2014



I am finally home, and I couldn't be happier. Don't misunderstand me -- Vegas was great, obviously -- but I hate flying, so I'm kinda happy that it's over and done for the time being. It's not even that I prefer staying on solid ground that much (although I have a huge fear of heights -- huge fear -- so big, it's practically insurmountable).

It's the airlines.

Airlines don't bring out the best in me. Specifically United Airlines. My flight was delayed on my way to Vegas, meaning I spent the overnight stranded in Houston's airport when I missed my connection. Then, on the way back, they informed me that my flight was overbooked, and insisted that I needed to take a later flight. Well -- I got mad. Really really mad. But after an hour of negotiations I was sitting by my gate, slightly disgruntled and very hungry.

Well -- no one talks to me when I'm hungry. No one. When I get haaaangry, you can practically watch me morph into cookie monster's evil twin. But, as my luck would have it, the elderly gentleman sitting across from me struck up a conversation and we talked until our plane boarded.




As it turns out, this eighty year old gentleman had gotten married in Vegas. The day before. And you could practically see the love in his eyes as he held his new wife's wrinkled hand and told me their story. 

They had known each other since 8th grade. Both had been married to different people in the same year, and had lost their spouses. But just two years ago, they reconnected at a high school alumni breakfast and had been inseparable ever since. I couldn't help but grin and listen to their story with a little bit of joy. And when the gentleman picked up the novel he was planning to read on the plane and waived it in the air while exclaiming that theirs was a storybook romance, I couldn't help but laugh and agree.

True love exists, everyone. It really does. And the world works in mysterious ways.




So, I'm home now. Life is good -- but not as good as it was in Vegas. I went to reach for the phone sitting on my bedside table to order coffee to the room and realized I couldn't. Sigh.

I'm getting back into the swing of my routine, with cooking and grocery shopping, but it's a little slow. When I arrived back in Columbus this weekend, I realized that I literally had nothing but coconut and a few other ingredients in my pantry, so I decided to treat myself and pretend like I was still on vacation.

I came up with these adorable little coconut bites, and boy-oh-boy, are they good. They're the perfect start to your day and the perfect ending to your meal. Light, tropical, and utterly fantastic!





Coconut Black-n-White Bites


For Vanilla:

1/2 cups of shredded unsweetened coconut flakes
1/4 cup honey 
1/2 teaspoon almond extract
1/8 teaspoon Himalayan sea salt
3 egg whites

For Chocolate:

3/4 cups shredded unsweetened coconut flakes
1/4 cup maple syrup (Grade B -- I prefer this brand)
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/8 teaspoon Himalayan sea salt
3 egg whites
1/4 cup melted chocolate chips (I like this brand).



Directions:

1. Preheat oven to 350. In the mixing bowl of a stand mixer (or in a bowl using a hand mixer) beat the sea salt into your egg whites. 

2. Using a spatula, fold in the sweetener (honey or maple syrup), extract (either almond or vanilla), and the shredded coconut. (If making the chocolate version, also add the melted chocolate chips). Mix until everything is well incorporated.

3. Using a melon baller or tablespoon, scoop up a spoonful of the mixture and drop it at 2 inch intervals on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper.

4. Bake on the middle rack for 10-15 minutes. The tops should look slightly browned. 


1 comment:

  1. I love a good love story like that. Totally love it...And I am so with you on not talking to anyone when hungry.

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