It’s truly and definitely Spring here in Virginia. The days are longer. The bumblebees are zooming happily around our blueberry bushes. Our asparagus patch is producing its first stalks. And the earth is finally warm enough to plant all of seeds we just got in from Baker Creek Heirloom Seeds! I’m going to spend some time this weekend planting poppies, basil and loads of vegetables.
This Spring energy is reinvigorating my spirit. Winter was truly putting me in an uninspired state of mind. Thank goodness for the blossoms on my cherry tree! They’re really pumping some good juju into my soul right now.
Lately it seems like every day around noon I’ve been getting wild rushes of inspiration. I’ll pace around the kitchen as ideas flood into my head (usually while munching on half an avocado and staring into space).
Make a lemon curd fruit tart!!! With kiwi and currants and… wait no no I don’t have any berries, ok I’ll make a cashew tart! BUT WAIT even better… BARS. Chocolate? Snickers? No I just did a snickers thing last month besides xyz blogger did a snickers thing last week. REGROUP what ingredients to I have on hand?
I check the cupboards and see what I have. A slew of nut butters, coconut oil, maple syrup, sesame seeds, chia, oats, a few bags of freeze dried berries from Trader Joes (raspberry, strawberry, blueberry).
It was during one of these brain storming sessions that I came up with these vegan raspberry cheesecake bars!
But before I did a jackknife straight into the deep end of this recipe development, I settled on one very important requirement: they had to be lazy.
Not just lazy, but unfussy and relaxed. I wanted to make a raw treat recipe that was so chill that you could prep it for a party as an after-thought and still wow your guests.
Not that you need to have a reason like a party to make these.
But I will tell you in advance: these bars are awesome for entertaining! Whenever I’m having people over for cocktails or whatever, I pile a bunch of these on a marble serving board and watch as people oooh and aaah. And then I’m like: “what, this ol’ recipe? It’s nothing, really!” Then I blast some Fleetwood Mac, do a high kick and pop some champagne because these only took 10 minutes of prep time.
If that doesn’t make you look like an enchantress at your next shindig, darling I don’t know what will.