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vvc-2013-galarama-poster-webSeriously, big promise time right here—I will finish the blog reboot after Vida Vegan Con. Ever try to plan a three-day conference for 350 people, plus off-site events and a big charity gala in the middle of it all? Oh, when it’s not a real job and you don’t get paid to do it? Yeah, so I’m asking for patience and forgiving here.

Side note, speaking of patience and forgiveness and all things lovely: Last weekend, my boy Tom was part of the Dalai Lama’s visit to Portland, so I got to attend the public talks. The videos are here—do give ‘em a look or even a listen. This isn’t a religious teaching, but some interfaith/secular discussion and general compassion in regards to Earth and its sentient beings…and non-Earthly beings.

Anyway, back on point! I just wanted to spread the word about the Galarama + Silent Auction we’re holding for Chimpanzee Sanctuary Northwest, a home for chimps who’d spent their lives being leased out for biomedical testing. Check out the CSNW website here, and watch the videos, read the blog, and donate if you can. This is a relatively new sanctuary up in Washington, and they’re doing so much for these chimps that I believe as they are able to grow and take on more residents, they will do it right.

If you’re in Portland next weekend, this party is open to the public, so please get your ticket here or at the door, and bid on some fantastic items from some very generous folks. (And buy a drink or threewe need to cover our expenses, and event insurance ain’t cheap!) We’ll have snacks and a cash bar and DJs and a photobooth and the So Delicious Sundae Bar Spectacular…and one or two food carts on site if you’re still hungry. (And yes, you can get way fancy…or don your coziest hoodie.)

See you there?

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Yes, I’m still working on my revamped blog, but I just didn’t want to miss the opportunity to remind you what starts this weekend…

It’s that special time of year, when do-goodnicks around the world bake vegan cookies and bagels and lemon squares and peanut butter doggie treats—and other do-goodnicks and the just plain hungry purchase those scones and gluten-free doughnuts and brownies and macaroons (You’re vegan? What can you eat?!), and allll that money goes to nonprofits. It’s the Worldwide Vegan Bake Sale!

This year it all happens April 20-28—although there are some a little early or late, but they still mean well. In Portland we’re doing ours this Sunday, the 21st, 10-3, at the Mississippi Marketplace cart pod. Our sales are all being donated to Cat Adoption Team (where I got my kitties on Black Friday) and Green Acres, to help them build a new sheep enclosure. I’ll be bringing my favoritest thing ever, poppy seed rolls (recipe linked in post), and probably bialys—I experimented with a rolled-up bialy-type thing and think it’d just work better in the traditional form.

Here’s our Facebook event page, and as you can see, already 200 people have RSVP’d. Thanks, Portland. You’re tops. If you’re in the area and want to donate baked goods, the link and rules for signup are in the FB event. (Basically, it’s all vegan, so no honey, gelatin, or any of those pesky little animal products; write out ingredients; and we prefer to transfer your stuff onto our platters so we don’t have to find you to return yours, and to avoid disposables).

Where’s your city’s bake sale? WVBS HQ has this list. (Yeah, I told you it was worldwide.) So spread the word. Put on that apron (or not—flour-coated pants are, like, the new acid wash). And let’s bake this world a better place.

make new blog

Thought I was having a kid? No way, no how. I am, however, working on a new site. Well, my designer dork friend Dave is doing most of the work, but I’m doing my best to fulfill my duties as a demanding pain in the ass.

It’ll be self-hosted so you won’t see those random ads WordPress.com throws around here. I mean, I can’t blame them; this is a pretty amazing almost-free blog service. And you won’t see ads on my new site either. I’m still ad-free, baby. The main reason I’m going self-hosted is so I can start another site for my writing and editing—rent does still need to be paid.

Anyway, if one day you come back to VegtasticVoyage.com and it looks way different, that’s why. See you soon! (Until then, I’ll still post little thoughts and photos and bits o’ news on Facebook.)

Judgment is not a positive force in life, and as citizens of this world we should try to catch ourselves before passing judgment on any person or people. What is it we’re reacting to? Why does it bother us? How can we use others’ actions or words to further a positive action rather than a negative reaction?

Enter the ex-vegan. Much like the born-again/newly religious, the reformed you-name-it, or yes, the newly vegan, the ex-vegan has been down a path and chosen to take a different one. Perhaps it was due to an outside influence: a doctor speaking with authority, a convincing boyfriend/girlfriend/spouse, or the ridiculous amount of advertising and the advertiser-sponsored studies proving how inadequate a vegan diet is. Maybe their cruelty-free resolve wasn’t very strong and was worn away by leather shoes, then “ethically farmed” eggs and cheese, then eventually they’re eating bacon-wrapped shrimp at a party, a la Ron Swanson. Any which way it happens, someone who finds a new path has entered a new belief system because their old belief system is wrong.

Because they’ve been down your path and left it, they can belittle yours. They now know better than you. They can dissuade someone considering your path, speaking with authority and experience.

Leading up to something? You bet I am. Because I just had an ex-vegan encounter and I’m finding myself rather frustrated. I’m naming no names, directing to no links, because a personal war is not worth it—and I don’t know enough about this individual or their path. I’m starting my own conversation here. It’s not a conversation about vegan versus ex-vegan; it’s about trampling other paths to make your own seem like the one true path.

Yesterday I noticed a referral from a site I’d never heard of before. Turns out it’s an ex-vegan site, and the post, written years ago, was ripping on the then-new Daiya. It ridiculed vegans who kept trying vegan cheeses, fooling themselves that it doesn’t all taste like crap, trying to replace the real thing, and this was from someone who knew, an ex-vegan, and went as far as to quote a bunch of vegan bloggers, who all admitted as much…including myself. What?

My quote was simply “It’s worth a try.” It linked to my post about Daiya, when it first came out, and if you’ll notice, the first three words of the post are “I love it!” (Exclamation point included in original.) The quoted phrase came at the end, when I was suggesting people order it online if they couldn’t find it in stores.

Being taken out of context due to sloppiness is one thing. It’s not great, but I understand lazy journalism. This was a dirty trick. This was a quote so misused that it gave it an opposite meaning. Not cool.

Bad journalism aside, I take issue with being misquoted to bring down veganism. I try to explore veganism, to offer up an honest view of vegan living. I have repeatedly dissed vegan products out of honesty and responsibility. If I tell you I love a certain candy bar and you spend $3 on said candy bar and it’s a tarted-up packing peanut, I’m not doing anyone or any cause a service. I don’t believe in giving a vegan restaurant a glowing review just in the hope that people will dine there rather than an omnivore restaurant with way better vegan options. Shoddy nonleather shoes are not saving animals; they’re giving others ammunition to prove how inferior vegan shoes are! (Please note: I’d rather walk in an uncomfortable shoe than an animal skin, but with the vegan shoe options available, this is not a dilemma.)

I do not wish for my honesty and openness to be mistaken for dissatisfaction with veganism. I refuse to turn a blind eye to trends I find silly or dangerous, dishonest marketing, or less-than-spectacular new products. In fact, I see much more of this in my future.

I am well aware that I live within my belief system, and that belief systems morph, die, shift—you can’t control it. I simply ask that as you enter a new way, follow a new path, that you keep an open heart to those not on your current path. Remember where you’ve been and be open to where you might find yourself in the future. It’s sad that we can’t do more than coexist…and some of us can’t even do that.

Bar. Restaurant. Music venue. White Owl Social Club. From the folks who brought you Sizzle Pie comes my new favorite answer to “Where should we meet up?” At the corner of SE 8th & Main, look for the big black box of a building, emblazoned with the crest of the White Owl.

Where else can I eat lunch and listen to Sonic Youth and Joy Division? OK, sure, my house, but here they make my food for me. Plus they put fakey bacon bits on my salad and deep-fry my Charlie Browns. I never get that at home.

white owl bubbly

Three shades of bubbly: a couple of beers—local somethings…I don’t know from beers—and a Sophia sparkling wine.

white owl salad

You can’t see the fakey bacon bits, because they’re hiding.

white owl pickle chips

Pickle chips by candlelight. Breaded and romantic.

white owl beans

Beans, jalapeño Soy Curls, Daiya havarti, and scallions. It’s Tom’s go-to, by the mug or by the bowl.

white owl beet burger

Do you like beets and walnuts? In burger format? Eat this. It’s beets and walnuts in a burger format. It wasn’t my favorite burger in the world, but I’ve been told that I just don’t know what I’m talking about. I prefer a gluteny chew to my burgers, but it was fresh and light and didn’t squish out of the bun.

The fries are consistent: crispy and light and fresh. Their secret? They let the potatoes and oil do all the work.

white owl membership

So no big deal, but I’m a member.  Pssst: For $25 you can be too. Aside from the cool patch, you get a bunch of tokens on signing and two tokens a month. The tokens can be exchanged for any drink $6 or under. That means pretty much anything that’s not a fancy cocktail.

white owl note

So in spite of a very vegan-heavy menu, this is not a vegan establishment. I’m not super on board with referring to veganism as a “culinary” choice, but I’m pretty sure the vegans are the “champ” they’re talking about.

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You guys are the best. I got so many touching, funny, sweet limericks and haiku, and it was so hard to pick just one winner. If you didn’t win this one, I hear there will be a couple other giveaways out there. Keep your eyes peeled. Or just buy a ticket before they sell out, I guess.

The winner for my 2013 Vida Vegan Con registration giveaway is:

Sylvia Oakley!

She’s got a YouTube channel called Sylvia’s Vegan Kitchen, and her limerick, I feel, sums up the journey of so many of us.

♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥

I once felt so disconnected,
My health and well being, affected.
So I opened my eyes,
And to my surprise,
My heart ached for what I’d neglected.

I’ve since cut out meat, eggs and dairy,
I donate to Farm Sanctuary.
I swear never again,
Will I eat my dear friends,
Looking back, that was so very scary.

I now try to lead by example,
I cook so my food can be sampled,
I speak with a passion
For teaching compassion
And all vegan goodies are ample!

♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥

I’d planned on making cupcakes to celebrate the winner, but alas, I have run out of day. Sylvia, I promise there will be plenty of treats waiting for you at the conference. Seriously, there’s talk of people doing cleanses beforehand so they are ready to indulge.

Thanks again, everyone who wrote a poem. I still hope to see you at the conference!

This is the second installment of my Austin coverage. If you missed part one (the tacos, oh, the tacos), check it out here.

Sure, some of these are going to be taco-related—and I’ve still got a margarita to share—but there’s a lot more to Austin than those lovely tortilla-wrapped gifts from the Tex-Mex gods. A lot. Grab some chips and salsa before you start or you’ll have to take a snack break somewhere in the middle.

wheatsville sign

First up, one of the coolest, friendliest co-ops I’ve set foot in, Wheatsville. They carry two brands of vegan cookie dough, if that’s any sort of measure of awesome. (I think it is.)

wheatsville popcorn tofu

This is the darling of Wheatsville. We were told it’s a must, and we were smart enough to obey. Simple enough, it’s battered, fried tofu bits, and it’s available in the original flavor pictured and Buffalo-style. I wound up ordering around one-third pound and devoured the whole thing without pause. Jess and Janessa classed it up and split a popcorn tofu po’ boy. A good time was had by all. Be warned: This is a lot of fried, even for a champion like myself.

wheatsville lip balm

And my $2 souvenir, the co-op’s very own branded vegan lip balm. Thrifty and pragmatic.

wheatsville kombucha

And whaaaaat? Michele drank kombucha? Yeah, I did. And I’d do it again. This didn’t have that pond scum floating in it, and the taste was clean. Tangy, for sure, because it’s kombucha, but it didn’t quite taste like toilet wine to me. Hooray.

wheatsville lunch with bloggers

This is what lunch with vegan bloggers looks like. We eat very few hot meals.

capitol city truck

And y’all know this one, right? Right? Girl’s blowin’ up Instagram with her gorgeous treats. It’s Capital City Bakery!

capitol city

We grabbed a bunch of stuff, including a sixer of cupcakes. Looking like this, they don’t have to taste as good as they do. Kristen talks about how lucky she is to be so successful so fast—and sure, luck is part of it—but she’s so talented and driven. This is years of experience and lots of long days and nights.

la condesa drinks

Fancy drinks, anyone? We did happy hour at La Condesa, a gorgeous little spot in Austin’s booming downtown area, which apparently hardly existed a couple of years ago. Thanks, SXSW?

la condesa guac salsa sampler

Fancy guac, anyone? We shared the quacamole (and salsa) sampler, which they made vegan for us by leaving off some bits of crab and queso fresco. I loved them all. Maybe my favorite is the one with apples. I didn’t even bother looking at the dinner menu; if I come here again, this is what I’m getting.

la condesa sampler plate

Right?

spider house sign

Spider House. My kind of place. Think a sleazy, arty version of Hard Rock Cafe or Fridays or one of those other shit-on-the-wall, sensory-overload joints that people love so damn much. It’s like a junkyard with really comfortable little nooks where you can sit down with friends and close out the rest of the world. And it’s not just a bar. You can go there during the day and order coffee and eat sandwiches (or guacamole and chips).

spider house drinks

And with a juice bar close at hand, all your drinks are made with super fresh juices. Janessa won Best Drink Order with her Rose…um…something. (I’ll update it when Janessa reads her email!)

curras tamale

On to Curra’s Grill! We almost didn’t get here, due to a giant spider in the car. (Luckily it chose to crawl up Jess’s leg instead of mine, so I was still able to steer straight.) I strayed from the taco theme and went with a vegetable tamale. This is just an a la carte tamale—the full dinner plate has FOUR of these plus a trough of beans (they give you double beans because the rice isn’t vegan). The server knew “vegan” and was great about asking questions to make sure we were taken care of. Yay.

curras margaritas

Given the low light, tight quarters, and super fun company, this was the steadiest shot I could get of our avocado margaritas. Avocado margaritas? Avocado margaritas. Like a milkshake, smooth and creamy. As the only driver in our group, I had to be very careful with my drinking, but it would have been so easy to overdo it on these. I have to try making this at home. It doesn’t sound that tough.

cornucopia

Know what else I could easily overdo it on? Popcorn. We were so grateful someone mentioned Cornucopia to us, because seriously, what if we missed it and found out about it later? You can’t ship the experience of walking down the line, sampling as you go. The vegan flavors are labeled, and if you ask nice, they might have some extra stuff to taste in the back.

fiesta masa

Vegan blogger sightseeing includes grocery stores, don’tcha know. Because look at this: Masa dough for tamales, just as I’d pick up pizza dough in a pinch. We spent a good hour in this Fiesta, checking out all the hot sauces, good-fortune soaps and candles, and…

fiesta spice aisle

the spice aisles! I picked up a $2 package of “Mexican saffron,” which isn’t really saffron, but it’ll make your rice pretty. I’ve never really been bowled over by the flavor of saffron so I’m willing to cheap out on this one.

fiesta sodas

Don’t forget your 25¢ can of icy cold soda on the way out. And yes, you can buy a child’s bike (or a sequined dress) outside the grocery store.

austin pizza cart

Oh! And the food cart scene. We were just talking last night about whether Austin is cooler or more of the “it” city right now, and I think the food cart scene is part of what is really exciting about Austin. They’ve got this passion, such a burst of energy and fresh blood, and they’re just doing really interesting things with their carts. It’s not enough to have a pod—your pod needs to have its own personality. A giant light-up sculpture, a giant circus-tenty canopy, or something. Good food isn’t enough of a draw. And maybe it’s the zoning or whatever permitting issues make the difference, but I’d really like to see more personality in the pods up in Portland.

Anyway, this Via 313 wasn’t even in a neato pod, but it was next to a bar (Violet Crown), where we could get some Moscow Mules and wait for our pizza to be delivered.

austin pizza

It’s apparently Detroit-style. Anyone from Detroit? They explain the history on their site. Whether you agree with it or not, it was great. This is what I want to eat in a bar.

me so hungry

And it was a short walk to Cheer Up Charlie’s and its pod, which included Arlo’s, home of the vegan bacon cheeseburger that we just didn’t have the time or stomachs for. I did grab some Fat Elvis rolls at Me So Hungry. They’re pan-fried rice paper rolls of banana and ginger, with peanut sauce—say “hold the honey” and keep it vegan.

manhole

Bye, Austin! I miss you already. And again, huge thanks to Lazy Smurf and Chris & Crystal from Food for Lovers. They were our guides for much of this trip—it’s thanks to them that I’m already trying to figure out how I can get back there.

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