I tend to cover things I love in chocolate, whether accidentally or on
purpose.
These truffles are no exception. If anything, it’s rather surprising
that it took me this long to do so. For lack of a better term, we’re going to
call them truffles, even though they clearly are not truffles at all, because,
you know, vegan. I think they’re better, but more than one person has described
my eating habits as “weird”, so that’s probably just one of my many
eccentricities talking.
They were originally inspired by my love of Larabars, which was constantly at war with my desire not to literally eat myself out of house and home. (Almost two dollars for a bar? Please. I’m not made of money). So, I started making my own. Granted, my flavor repertoire is limited, mostly because I’m kind of lazy, but it holds me over in between legitimate Larabar splurges.