I can’t write about dead food without hearing echoes of Miracle Max from The Princess Bride. You remember. The only excuse for not remembering would be that you’ve never seen it. If that’s the case stop reading now and go watch it. And by watch it I mean the entire movie, not just a clip…
Category: Vegan Experiment
The Inquisition Is Finished
This summer we celebrate the fourth year of the Grand Vegan Experiment. I’ve done well keeping my promise not to turn this into a vegan blog. I also promised I would post remarkable developments as they happen but after four years there aren’t many surprises anymore. But oh, there are tedium. Chief of Tedium after…
A Vegan With Ammo
Items found while running now include ammunition. I found these on the sidewalk outside the county courthouse. They are nestled in my running glove which is covered in dog hair from petting the neighborhood friendlies. This was one of the rare occasions my running pants didn’t have pockets. I didn’t relish the thought of tucking…
Special Is Not A Compliment
Two years ago I worried that if I wrote about my vegan conversion too often people would stop reading this blog. I made disclaimers such as I promise this will not turn into a vegan blog. I fussed over the stereotype; the one that says the most annoying thing about vegans is that they never…
Social Pervert
Wow. I kicked a hornet’s next yesterday when I dared to suggest going vegan made me more open-minded about food. Someone called bullshit. Or rather, someone screamed bullshit. When I explained the comment I was confronted with explosive rage. It’s been almost two years and this is the first time anyone has lost their shit…
Buzz Lightyear Burgers
I grew up eating free or reduced cafeteria lunches in public schools. Twelve years. It was embarrassing to be the poor kid using a lunch ticket instead of money to pay for my lunch. It was humiliating to have to march up to a teacher’s desk in front of the entire class to receive my…
Losing My Wife To Jared Leto
One of my work wives has decided to become vegan. Yes, I said wives. I have more than one. I have two. There are only three women in the office. One day we discussed the concept of work husbands and work wives. None of the men who work in the office were deemed appropriate work…
Plenty Planty
Meal planning for a family with only one vegan in it? No problem. I’ve got you covered. Check out my week of easy vegan meals to which you can add all the meat you can violate (see rum ham below). I’m giving the cookbooks a rest this week and gleaning from among my favorite food…
Hailing The Next Wagon
My curiosity is satisfied. You know, what would happen if I ate some meat or cheese after all this time? How many months now, eight, nine? I found out yesterday. I am now Vivian Leigh standing in the carrot patch passionately proclaiming to the heavens, “As blog is my witness, I will never eat animal…
Deep Dish Week
I almost let Monday get away without sharing the week’s meal plan. Every night this week our meals will fit into bowls. I didn’t plan it that way but it’s fine. Who needs a plate every damn day? Unless The Chef takes the initiative and adds in something extra he’ll be eating vegan at least…
Who Knew Thugs Were So Frugal?
Another week of busting myths about eating/cooking/living vegan. Expensive, not. Complicated, not. Boring, tasteless, or monotonous, not, not, not. And in our case, not everyone in your family must be vegan in order to make it work. Here’s my menu for the week: Monday — Leftovers with Lemon Mint Quinoa from Thug Kitchen. As I…
Low Maintenance Noms; The Final Frontier
I am not f-ing around this week, people. I’ll be in and out of the kitchen so fast this week you’ll wonder if I Star Trekked our dinners. Yes, Star Trekked is a verb. I’m referencing the food replicator on Star Trek, of course. But I can’t just say replicated or you won’t know I…
The Renaissance Heart 