A Daily Thing

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.

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.

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.)

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.

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.

When I’m not feeling good, I need roasted potatoes.  Or potatoes in any form.

Recipe in the comments.

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.

Let me profess my love for gnocchi: they are little pillows of potato, they can combine well with almost anything and they cook really fast.

Recipe is in the comments.  Did I say how much I love gnocchi?

This is one of my favourite things to eat, hands down!  Recipe in the comments.

That’s bright isn’t it?  The light in my kitchen is awkward so I resorted to flash.

Recipe in the comments.