We started our honeymoon (Mike calls it our agavemoon; I am calling it our eatingmoon because it is all about food) over the weekend. We went down to Portland on Friday so we could attend the Vegan Beer & Food Festival on Saturday.
Sorry for vanishing, friends, but we got married! On Sunday! Things are only just starting to get back to normal, and that’s only going to be for the next day or two, since we leave on our mini-moon on Friday. I thought we’d be able to MoFo right up until the wedding – having never had a big wedding (my first wedding was basically an elopement, barefoot on the beach), I was terribly naive, clearly – but everything got very hectic about a week before, and the wheels just came off the MoFo bus.
Don’t give up on us, though, because we’ll be trying to blog while we’re eating our way through Austin, and we’ll be back to cooking and blogging regularly in October. And of course we want to write up a post about the wedding – and the FOOD at the wedding – sometime soon. We miss blogging, and we miss y’all, and we really miss the community we’ve found this month.
If you’re on Instagram, check #blatchwedding2015 (not our real last name) for some of the photos our friends took and shared!
P.S. Speaking of Austin, who’s there and wants to meet up for drinks and/or food and/or bats and/or whatever?
Barack Obama is coming? The President of the United States of America? Heck, our house is in no state to entertain world leaders…let’s go buy that man a beer!
Hello, world! Today, I get to talk to you about my favorite cookbook(s)! You may not understand the scale of this undertaking. We have a lot of cookbooks. A lot. Seriously. There are three shelves on our baker’s rack of cookbooks, and we’ve run out of space and started stacking them in front, too.
For today’s prompt, I narrowed it down to three finalists: the Native Foods Cookbook, pretty much anything by Bryant Terry, or the vintage (1958!) Polish cookbook that I found in Portland last year. Every one of them was a contender for solid reasons. I am an oddity in modern American society – fourth-generation born in the U.S., but I can only claim one national heritage: Polish. Therefore, you can imagine how much fun I’ve been having veganizing recipes from Polish Cookery; I wouldn’t be surprised if my grandmother cooked from that book. On the other hand, Bryant Terry’s recipes are astounding – creative, down home cooking for a modern vegan world. Not at all the heritage I grew up with, but an amazing world of food I’ve come to love as an adult. In the end, I decided to cook from the Native Foods Cookbook, if for no other reason than I’ve been obsessively cooking from this book since we got it a few months ago, and every single meal has been phenomenal. Continue reading
When we first started talking about this prompt, there was a fair bit of “…” and “???” and *shrug*. Mike joked that we should just focus on b12 by making all the noochiest things we could imagine. Gosh, we love the nutritional yeast around here. It’s hard to believe there was a time in our lives when we didn’t even know it existed.
I started flipping through Jae Steele’s Get It Ripe for ideas, noticing all the foods that contain various B vitamins: black beans, Romaine lettuce, spinach, tomatoes (thiamine); legumes, spinach (riboflavin); avocado (niacin); cauliflower (B5); avocado, cauliflower, walnuts, cabbage (B6); and of course B12 in nutritional yeast. Inspiration struck.
I have seen so many creative blog posts today! I am loving the countless ways people chose to interpret this prompt! Mike and I talked about “thinking outside of the box” for this prompt – or, rather, outside of the blueberry. But last year, at the height of berry season (and after I had made our fill of jams), I canned a quart and a pint of blueberry pie filling. And while I knew I didn’t want to make a pie, I was eager to crack open one of those jars for this prompt. I also challenged myself to make something I’d never made before.
Disclaimer: this isn’t a recipe. It is, however, a very retro dinner.
Mike and I are both really drawn to retro and vintage styles and items. We love the aesthetics from the 1950s & 1960s – Mike loves cocktails and mod and anything atomic in particular, and I can usually be found in full-skirted dresses with a pocketbook and bright lipstick. (Mike hasn’t seen Mad Men yet, but I’m looking forward to watching it with him just so I can see him get all swoony over the clothes and furniture.) Additionally, we’re both defined in a lot of ways by the pop culture of our respective childhoods, adolescences, and young adulthoods. We’re both very nostalgic people, by and large, and really prone to reminiscing and “Do you remember…”. We’re your basic Gen-X cliché, is what I’m saying.
I have an abiding fondness for vintage cookbooks, even if they are loaded with pictures of dead animal parts. I assumed I’d turn to one from my collection to find a recipe to veganize, but then I had a flash of inspiration.
Before anything else, I’m going to tell you that I didn’t do this prompt. Between recovering from the surgery I had two and a half weeks ago and planning for the wedding, I’m both busy and low-stamina, and I’m home a lot.
Instead, I decided to make something that I would serve to a new friend who came to visit… or to an acquaintance I wanted to turn into a friend!
In the 80s, Wendy’s tried to position itself as the fast food restaurant with more variety and healthier choices than its competitors. Their baked potatoes, smothered in viciously orange cheese sauce and either broccoli, bacon, or more cheese was one of the ways they tried to set themselves apart: