A month later, a post for every weekday (and some extras for Vida Vegan, Vegan Things I Like, and Get Sconed!), so what have I learned? Have fun with it. I’d read that people were stressing out, that life got in the way and they were having a hard time posting every day—that’s hardly the [...]
Posts Tagged ‘cake’
a lesson in veganmofo
Posted in VeganMoFo, tagged cake, veganmofo on October 31, 2011 | 5 Comments »
cranberrific upside-down cake
Posted in general, VeganMoFo, tagged cake, cranberry, dessert on November 11, 2010 | 3 Comments »
So I was at Trader Joe’s and wouldn’t you know it, a bag of cranberries caught my eye. Even though I had no idea what to do with them, those cranberries came home with me. To the Internet! I got super excited about the from-scratch cranberry sauce I was going to make, then wait! Oatmeal [...]
birthday gluttony
Posted in recipes, tagged berries, cake, coconut, Daiya, pasta, ravioli, sparkling wine, vegan cheese on July 14, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Oh, sweet sweetness, did I ever eat my way through my birthday. Nothing beats hangin’ out with my best boy and the other birthday girl, our kitty cat Mädchen. The day held nothing particularly noteworthy aside from the food, so let’s get to it, shall we? My first attempt at homemade ravioli. I found a [...]
road trip: san francisco, part 2
Posted in eatin' out/in, general, tagged burrito, cake, fake chicken, pie, San Francisco, vegan liquor on March 19, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Like many whirlwind affairs, it began with coffee. A simple house coffee served in a shapely glass mug. Maybe it was the lighting, but I was a goner from the start. Herbivore was to be mine, at least for the weekend. Herbivore popped up every which way I was searching for vegan food in San [...]
chicago, part 3: the food!
Posted in eatin' out/in, tagged animals, burger, cake, Chicago, dessert on August 18, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Just a word before I get into my dinin’ out over a week in Cheese-n-bratland. I visited a friend’s place on the North Side and saw this on the front door of his building. (OK, it was the wrong building—he lived next door—but we thought it was his building so while we waited for him [...]




