Joyeux Noël!
Every year we insist on getting into the Christmas spirit by turning our schnauzer into a mini Santa. Every year, she’s not impressed.
And these little suckers (chocolate-dipped hazelnut marbles, courtesy of Clotilde) are evil. Even more so when you put them in the freezer for 15 minutes before eating them. Our poor waistlines…
I hope you all had a very merry Christmas!
Go here if you want to experience the evil deliciousness of Clotilde’s recipe.
Fake ice-cream
Your throat is killing you. You want to eat something cold. You are vegan, which complicates matters. Your freezer is full, but of vegetables and bananas. Wait, bananas?
Here is a quickie reasonably tasty little recipe for a frozen treat I came up with last night, in desperation:
- 1 frozen banana
- 2 ice cubes
- 50 ml soy milk
- 1 tablespoon cocoa powder
- 1 tablespoon of sweetener (maple syrup, rice syrup, or honey if you are a devious vegan with a sore throat)
Blend but not too long. Eat quickly. Done. Sore throat? Still there, but that just means I get to make some more. The glass is half full right!
Twitchy
I usually know better than to drink coffee. My stomach doesn’t like it and lets me know, I feel like a squirrel on crack and I can get a tad anxious as well.
Today, I didn’t know better and I had 2 (can’t always make it through the day on less than 6 hours sleep). So for a while there was a party in my head*. Until my stomach crashed it.
*Perfect soundtrack to a coffee high turns out to be Trainspotting, which is on rotation in my car, CD slot 3. I get overly precise on a caffeine high.
Stuffed capsicums
I read somewhere a joke that all vegetarians and vegans eat are stuffed capsicums. Ha, ha. If you fancy confirming the stereotype, hit the comments to see how they’re made.
You know what’s good?
Some veganized Anzac cookies and a glass of Bonsoy, that’s what.
Today I got seized by such an urge to eat biscuits that I had to make some, right then. My excuse is that I gave half a litre of blood yesterday, so I am giving myself a pass for the next week or so (about how long I was told it would take me to make it back up).
Recipe in the comments.
Corn crumbed tofu and some dessert!
Not much time and not much inspiration means errrrr… this.
But the little strawberry jam croissants (which I made for knitting night some time ago) were nice. In fact, looking at the picture I am seriously considering making some (even at 9PM, in my tired and grumpy disposition. Amazing.)
Strange nuggets
This was really a strange experience: these things are marketed as ‘faux’ chicken nuggets (another use of French that both annoys me and cracks me up at the same time – don’t ask me to mime that one).
The thing is, they really do taste like chicken, from what I remember. So it’s very disconcerting and bizarre to eat them. I don’t think I can cope with the contradiction of meat-tasting soy protein. Does that make me wimpish?
Recipe in the comments.
Brunches
Sundays are always vegan French toast for brunch (which Christian prefers to the eggy version by the way – just in case anyone was mean spirited enough to imply I was forcing veganized food on him).
And if Saturdays I am motivated you might find me making banana pancakes, because no matter how good it is, eating vegan French toast 2 days in a row, well I couldn’t.
Recipes in the comments.
Comfort dinner
When I’m not feeling good, I need roasted potatoes. Or potatoes in any form.
Recipe in the comments.
Breakfasts
I can’t commit to one thing for breakfast and eat it day after day. So I have a rotation of breakfasts that have to be simple enough for my 5:30 ‘I just staggered out of bed’ lack of coordination, but be interesting enough that I won’t be depressed with each bite. Word of advice, don’t look at this before having breakfast or most likely you will be depressed.
You shouldn’t be fooled by the first picture’s apparent simplicity: this is no ordinary porridge, it’s Jeremy’s porridge (or oats? Can you say either or?).
And the poor second picture belongs to the class of foods that are delicious to eat but ugly to look at. Don’t start sniggering that I am eating maggots: they’re sweetened adzuki beans (and if you still see a lot of beans in there, it’s because I’m not very coordinated at 5:30, remember?). If you have ever tried making Daifuku, instead of burning your fingers and/or sticking them together with impossible to work with hot molten rice paste, just make the filling and spread it on toast. There.
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