My Food Story

I like to say I’m 90% vegan. But here’s how that started… I became a vegetarian when I was twelve. The real story behind it is that my aunt tried to make me eat a hamburger (I hated hamburgers) so I lied and told her I was a vegetarian. And it stuck. For about a year. Until living off of frozen veggies just wouldn’t cut it anymore. (I wasn’t on of those twelve year olds on master chef, I could only cook so many different vegetarian meals before feeling weak and malnourished all the time.) When I was in high school I worked at Panera Bread. I was all about the chicken and wild rice and the French onion soup. But for some reason I decided to stop eating meat. Just for a week. And I did. And then I ate some French onion soup. And it did nothing for me. So I decided to do another week of vegetarianism. And I never looked back. That French Onion soup was the last meat I tasted.

Kale Salad & HGTV

Kale Salad & HGTV

Oatmeal and Soy Latte

Oatmeal and Soy Latte

Five years later, I was a senior in college cooking all my own meals and learning a lot about health and watching an inordinate amount of documentaries. Forks Over Knives convinced me I should try this whole “vegan” thing. So I did, and I liked it. I’ve never really liked cheese so that wasn’t something I missed. It was easy to sub cow’s milk with almond milk and real dairy ice cream for coconut milk. So again, that stuck. Once I tried to eat “real” ice cream again. That was a disaster. My insides felt like they were going to just burst open and fall out. (gross visual, sorry). I had made myself lactose intolerant in under four months. Well, there’s certainly something to hear when your body is telling you it doesn’t want a certain type of food. So I don’t try to eat dairy anymore. I learned that lesson. But I’m not a perfect vegan. I like nutella and cookies and will sometimes indulge in the occasional egg. My outlook on non-meat animal products is “if it won’t make me sick, I will eat it.” And I do enjoy fish on occasion. Ever since my brother asked me ever so poignantly what I would want my last meal to be and I replied “If its my last meal I’d say F*** it I’m eating crab cakes.” So I may eat crab cakes sometimes. But I think today my answer would be different. Pad Thai maybe? I love peanut sauce… anyway, that’s the long and dirty version of my food story. (I know that’s wrong).

Pumpkin Liege Waffle..mmmmm

Pumpkin Liege Waffle..mmmmm

Veggie Burger MishMosh

Veggie Burger MishMosh

Chocolate!

Chocolate!

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