Vegan Recipe
Week 19: Colorful Food and Colorful Conversation
Did the vibrant Rainbow Chard influence the dinner conversation? I can’t be sure, but sharing this week’s recipe experience with Kara’s inlaws was a blast and certainly colorful! Over a period of two hours, the range and nature of topics we discussed were as colorful as the ingredients in the meal; inspiring Robin (Kara’s mother in […]
Week 17: The Crazy Cake Cure
Cake is the ultimate problem solver. Or so I thought when I was a kid. I was eight when I baked my first cake for my mom to cheer her up, using a recipe from my Betty Crocker Cookbook for Kids. I followed the directions to a T (unlike the way I cook now). When […]
Week 15: Tofu Friend Is Not an Insult
I’m a tofu friend. When I was first given that label I thought it meant I was a health fanatic like, “crunchy” or “granola”. I thought it was ironic because I didn’t even like tofu at the time. When I asked my friend to clarify what she meant by “tofu friend”, she told me that […]
Week 14: Vegan Rum and Rye Pancakes
My daughter Kara can’t stand “breakfast for dinner”. I think it’s because as a child she was sensitive enough to pick-up that “breakfast for dinner” meant we were broke. We may not have mentioned our lack of funds, but she probably felt my tension rise or heard her dad and I discuss (argue) about money. […]
Week 11: Life’s Too Short Not To Be Irish
There are many occasions when I feel like I’m channeling my mom. Sometimes it’s preparing shellfish, checking the tension on my stitches when I sew or remembering the “trick” to the perfect whipped cream(see below). Other times, it’s the complete delight I experience at the coast of Maine or the hunger that led me to visit Ireland. […]
Week 7: The Perfect Vegan Kiss
I don’t know which came first, the depression or the weight gain. But I suspect the two were deeply intertwined. As a child, I didn’t recognize my mom’s moods as depression, nor was she ever officially diagnosed to my knowledge. But as an adult looking back, I’ve figured out that my mother likely had some […]