Let’s Talk About Food, Baby.

Let’s talk about you and me.

Let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things

that may be.

Ha! Now that song is stuck in your head. You’re welcome. If you know me at all, you know I love food and love to eat it. I’m not one of those “food is only fuel” types of people, and for that I am happy. I am a food lover, taste absorber, bite enthusiast, and smell-aholic. Becoming a vegan has only heightened my love of food and it has opened my world up to tastes and dishes that blow my mind regularly. I want your minds to be blown, too, preferably all over your face. Welcome to my world of food.

On New Year’s Eve, I had the joyous privelege of being Adrienne’s (of Crack the Plates fame) hot date to Cafe Sunflower’s NYE Buffet. This shit was the jam, y’all. Adrienne and I both had two giant plates of food and dessert, and with shaking hands we tried as hard as we could to stuff the last bites into our mouths. I believe we did the Cafe justice. On the menu was black-eyed pea soup (but who gets soup at a buffet, amiright?), pot stickers, basil rolls, avocado salad, samosas, collard greens, basil eggplant, stuffed acorn squash, pad thai, fresh fruit, cupcakes, and cake. I personally tried to mainline all of the pot stickers and the samosas.

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Cafe Sunflower NYE Buffet.

Cafe Sunflower NYE Buffet.

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My first plate.

Let them eat cake.

Let them eat cake.

Adrienne and I.

Adrienne and I.

On New Year’s Day, my mom cooked black-eyed peas for the family while I ate gardein fish fillets and homemade sriracha tartar sauce:

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Let me tell you guys, if you haven’t tried these yet you MUST. Especially if you’re a vegan or vegetarian or simply not insane. Amazing food stuffs.

On the 2nd of January, I drove in town to meet my good pal Holly (of Veganadian fame). We met at Revolution Doughnuts, which is clearly the best place that has ever existed. My mom’s birthday was the next day and that woman bleeds doughnuts, so I had to get a dozen. I HAD TO. Here I am shoving a coconut doughnut (my absolute fav) into my face with my buddies Darin and Michael. No judging allowed at Revolution.

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After the doughnuts, Holly and I were clearly still hungry. We hit up the Whole Foods hot bar for some very special goodies:

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Yes, in case you’re wondering, we each coincidentally got the exact same food. Mac n cheese, chicken fried tofu, fries, sauteed garlic green beans, and garlic kale to the rescue! Damn, people, that Whole Foods hot bar gets me every time. And that chicken fried tofu is made of dreams and unicorns, I swear.

For dinner that night I treated myself to Harmony, my all-time favorite restaurant in all of Georgia. I have been going to Harmony since I was in college and was a vegetarian. Because I don’t live very close to it anymore, I tend to get a shit ton of food when I am there. Can you blame me? Look what I got:

Fried crunchy chicken with peppers.

Fried crunchy chicken with peppers.

Fried dumplings.

Fried dumplings.

Chicken and broccoli.

Chicken and broccoli.

The chicken and broccoli was not my favorite entree I’ve had at Harmony. I went rogue and decided to try something new (total rookie mistake). I almost always get the fish and black bean sauce or the Singapore noodles. The crunchy chicken, however, is a MUST when you go. It’s delicious.

That Sunday, I made a delightful breakfast before heading off to K for my second shift that weekend: Upton’s bacon sandwich with Just Mayo and greens, Field Roast Italian sausage, and an amazing deliciously juicy orange.

Food. It's what's for breakfast.

Food. It’s what’s for breakfast.

For lunch last week my coworker and I went to Mellow Mushroom which will forever be in my diet. It has so many yummy vegan options that drive me crazy. For this lunch I had the tempeh hoagie, no mayo, no mushrooms, add avocado. Behold the most beautiful sandwich that has ever lived:

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For reals, look at that beast. Doesn’t it just look so damn fresh and delicious? I definitely showed that sandwich who was boss.

I went back to Mellow for dinner with Beavy after Zumba kicked our asses and I made my own salad. Tofu, broccoli, onions, cucumbers, green peppers, and sprouts. Like a bowl filled with f-ing chlorophyll.

Holy shit, right?

Holy shit, right?

This past Friday was an epic day in food for me. Holly, Daniel and I got together for a Super Secret Meeting™ and decided that food must be involved in some way. I mean, how could it not? All three of us love us some delicious food, but this time, we went too far. Even for us. Holly stopped and got us wingz from Barrelhouse, which I had never had before. I though I was going to LOSE MY STUPID MIND, they were so good.  They also came with celery and vegan ranch, because Heaven felt like showing off apparently.

Wingz.

Wingz.

Then, it got crazy and perhaps we blacked out, but this is seriously what we prepared for 4 people:

Falafel, pita, tahini, hummus.

Falafel, pita, tahini, hummus.

Earth Fare pot pie, homemade pizza, eggrolls, dumplings.

Earth Fare pot pie, homemade pizza, eggrolls, dumplings.

Basically speaking, we’re all completely insane. The next morning we made vegan cinnamon rolls (go Trader Joe’s!) and they were magical.

No peeking.

No peeking.

Holy shitballs.

Holy shitballs.

I was in a food coma for days. On Sunday, Beavy and I ate at this Greek restaurant at Discover Mills.

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Their dolmas and Horiatiki salad are legit the best I’ve had at a Greek restaurant. The eggplant spread, however, is made with MAYONNAISE even though it does not say that on the menu. Oh well. Life goes on, right?

Speaking of a food coma, I found myself at Loving Hut on Monday night and got my usual meal:

The world's best wonton soup.

The world’s best wonton soup.

Cha Cha Cha and Pad Thai.

Cha Cha Cha and Pad Thai.

That soup makes me want to be a better person. It is the perfect blend of sesame flavor mixed with crisp veggies and warm wontons. I want to be that soup.

And last night, in a moment of creativity, I made this for dinner:

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Fried tofu on quinoa and smothered with a tahini/lemon juice/garlic sauce care of Crazy Sexy Diet. That shit was bananas, and I was full for hours. It made enough for leftovers for lunch.

Looking at all of that food, I may never eat again. But who am I kidding? Who’s hungry?

 

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