It’s been far too long since I’ve last posted, but if we’re being honest (and when aren’t we?) I needed a breather. That Vegan MoFo, though guilty of completely rocking my socks, wore me the f out. I realized that I will have to reevaluate my Vegan MoFo game for next year, because the ish got real about 2 weeks in. I started to feel like I was forced into blogging or something, which made me not want to. I realize how ludicrous that sounds, because wasn’t the whole point to blog about awesome stuff that I wanted to write about and try new awesome recipes and just mainly continue being awesome? Yes. So I think for next year’s MoFo, I will plan a little better and think things through more and possibly do things before hand to take the pressure off. No worries! I’m back and ready to commence talking about all of the foods I’ve been eating and about meeting Gene Baur.
Last Thursday was Mohandas Gandhi’s birthday as well as the World Day for Farmed Animals. When I first heard of that celebration, I knew I had to be involved. It’s a day that raises awareness of the billions of farmed animals around the world that suffer, are tortured, and eaten for no reason. I did a 12-hour fast on Thursday in honor and remembrance of the farmed animals (and I may have even had a cry). It was a special day and I’m glad I could participate. Any reason for me to drink coconut water and kombucha is a great day.
On Friday I was super stoked to make a vegan meal for my amazing and awesome friends Beevy and JT. They’ve been really supportive of my lifestyle change and are interested in eating healthier. Score! So I made the one meal that I feel confident that all meat eaters will like: Isa’s tempeh meatballs and spaghetti. Those meatballs are the jam, homies. Beevy and JT finished their plates and even ate the leftovers the next day. I consider that a success! Hopefully there will be more cooking parties when life settles again and I actually cook and stop eating take out. That day will come, right?
Have you guys seen “Gone Girl” yet? I saw it on Saturday and really really enjoyed it. I’ve read the book twice (I’m a book re-reader by nature) and love me some Gillian Flynn. Go see it, but make sure you pee beforehand, because that movie is blatter-bustingly long.
Sunday had me setting my alarm for 7:45 in the am to drive to Piedmont Park. Let me start by saying that it was one of the m0st beautiful days I may have ever seen. If I could live in a place that was 65 degrees with a blue sky and the sun shining with a slight chill in the air at all times, I would be very very happy. I’m not quite sure that place exists though. At any rate, I met my new friends for coffee and we joined up with the Walk for Farm Animals crew. Gene Baur is the president and co-founder of Farm Sanctuary, the first sanctuary for farmed animals. There is one sanctuary in New York and two in California. He was at the walk and I totally was starstruck because he is one of my heroes. I think he is the cat’s meow, and he fights for animal rights like few others. At one point, I stood close enough to share a shoe photo:
Yes, my legs are approximately 8 shades lighter than his. WHO’S COUNTING? Then I worked up the nerve to ask for a picture and mumbled “I’m going to your talk at UGA tomorr0w” before this picture was snapped:
Ahhhhh totally awesome. He was so very kind, amazing, generous, and humble. He spoke to anyone and everyone, took pictures with whomever. He said a speech before and after the walk about how awesome we all were and about the sanctuaries and his work.
The walk was catered by some awesome places around Atlanta, and we were lucky enough to have all you can eat pastries from Dulce:
DUDES. There were scones with lemon glaze. Don’t even try to understand it. Also, Dulce made this amazing cake for the event:
Yes. Those are pig swimming in a mud pit and pig butts are sticking up in the air. Yes. That happened. Chipotle also catered and we got fat burritos and yummy salad:
I may or may not have taken a burrito for the road and eaten it for lunch on Monday. Here’s some pics of my new friends:
SUCH an amazing day! I felt energized, and so full of self-love because even though becoming vegan had some bumps, it truly has been one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. How many things can you say that about?
Monday was the real joy. I headed to Athens after work and immediately went to the Grit. It was my first time eating there as a vegan and it did not disappoint. I had the gyro with sweet potato fries and a slice of their almond joy cake, which is basically coconut flakes for a crust and chocolate pie goodness in my mouth. I also got the Golden Bowl to go for lunch on Tuesday (I guess I’m a big fan of thinking ahead with my future lunches).
At UGA, my awesome pal Rebeb came and met me for Gene’s lecture. He spoke about Farm Sanctuary, the animals, and what happens to them in factory farming. And while I pretty much know all of this already, I have promised myself that I will never close my eyes or ears or heart to what happens to them. I owe them that much.
Finally, the moment came when he was signing his book. I went up to him and introduced myself and told him I had been at the walk the day before. Then I thanked him for all that he’s done because he is truly my hero and one of the main reasons I went vegan 6 months ago. He was so appreciative and humble and kind. I even told him that I’m going to try and visit his NY sanctuary next year. And then we took this amazing picture:
On the inside of my book he wrote, “Thank you for caring.” I found that so profound, because while health was the first reason I became vegan, it has morphed into being the second. The first reason is for the animals. Because I have opened my eyes and heart to what is happening, I have made the decision to never look back and question myself again. I’m on the right path for me, and I understand that it’s not for everyone. But damn, does it feel good to try and live in alignment with how I feel.
In lighter news, I have found some new vegan finds from my recent store trips to include burritos, pizza, chicken, and of course, Halloween cookies:
Because a life without Halloween cookies that you can dip into unsweetened almond milk is not a life I want to live.