Asheville Wishes and Ice Cream Dreams.

What can I tell you about Asheville that you don’t already know? Beautiful mountains: obviously. Amazing food: ridiculous. Possibly the best Days Inn breakfast buffet known to mankind: you actually may not have known this little tidbit of truth. But it’s legit…I even left a TripAdvisor review of it because I felt so strongly about the breakfast buffet. It had delicious kale on it, people! KALE. Say no more, amiright? Let’s get to it!

This year, at the ripe age of turning 33 on Sunday, I found out that the world does not in fact stop turning for my birthday and nor do is actually make sense to have an entire month’s worth of birthday activities. Call it maturity, call it getting my head out from inside my ass, whatever. For the first time ever, I had a joint birthday dinner on Thursday that was so much damn fun! We went to Elmyriachi where I indulged in a shot of tequila, a PBR tall boy, and a chimichanga. YOLO, homies. It was so lovely to be surrounded by the amazing new friends I’ve made this past year since going vegan and diving into the Atlanta vegan scene.

Road trip ready!

Road trip ready!

Friday morning Beevy and I headed out early-ish to greet Asheville with a smile and empty bellies. Our first destination: Laughing Seed. You may recall that this is the place where Beevy and I went last year and proceeded to drink for approximately 4 hours. This time, things were different. We each had a beer and yummy food and people watched and sat outside. We had already agreed that we didn’t really want to drink (read: we didn’t really want to be hungover losers) so we enjoyed ourselves immensely.

We started off with the fried green tomatoes which were to die for.

We started off with the fried green tomatoes which were to die for.

My super delicious IPA.

My super delicious IPA.

The exact same thing I got last time: tempeh reuben.

The exact same thing I got last time: tempeh reuben.

Beevy got the giant portobello sandwich.

Beevy got the giant portobello sandwich.

Check out this ooey gooey sandwich ahhhhhhhhhh

Check out this ooey gooey sandwich ahhhhhhhhhh

We each packed up some leftovers because our room had a fridge and microwave in it. Score! After our meal, we laid down in our beds and watched trashy reality tv. For 6 hours. I’m not joking. I took a baby cat nap. We ate our leftovers. Then, not very hungry but needing to possibly get out of the hotel room for a little while, we went to Hop to check out the ice cream scene.

Rainbow spotted!

Rainbow spotted!

Hop!

Hop!

Vegan flavors!

Vegan flavors!

The Holy Grail: 2 scoop sundae with three toppings.

The Holy Grail: 2 scoop sundae with three toppings.

Yes, we had ice cream for dinner on Friday and laid around watching tv for 6 hours. Yes, we’re grown adults with jobs. Yes, you wish you were us. The Hop sundae basically made me want to run for President only to make Hop mandatory for children and their vegan aunts on Friday nights . What you see there is a scoop of chocolate hemp milk ice cream, a scoop of vanilla soy milk ice cream, oreos, coconut, chocolate syrup, and coconut whipped cream. I would drive 3 hours for this ice cream sundae, no questions asked. And no, I won’t bring you back any.

So what’s so great about the Days Inn breakfast buffet? Here’s what I got Saturday morning:

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhh kale! Hashbrowns! Fruits! Let me tell you, that kale was delightful. It was still slightly crunchy with a tad of a spicy kick to it. After that, we headed to Sunny Point Cafe where we had to wait about an hour and a half for a table (hence why we ate a little before hand). While we waited, we drank!

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A mimosa for Beevy and a bloody mary for me!

A mimosa for Beevy and a bloody mary for me!

So pretty!

So pretty!

Once seated we ordered some delicious grub. I got the same thing as last time (what’s with me ordering the same thing??) and Beevy got an omelette. Mine was yummy as hell but I think next time I will try something new.

Huevos Fucheros!

Huevos Fucheros!

After brunch, we decided to go swimming at the pool. We stayed outside for about 45 minutes, and then it got cold, and also Beevy and I are translucent in skin tone so we ran indoors to commence laying on the bed once again. We had reservations for Plant for Saturday night, and when we started talking about it, we both realized that we sort of didn’t want to go. It struck us that we didn’t want to pay $20 for an entree that no doubt would be delicious, but we wondered if it would be worth it. We found a new place called Bean Vegan Cuisine and we decided to give it a whirl.

Holy shiitake mushrooms, people. Bean was EVERYTHING I wanted and was so delicious and wonderful and amazing. Beevy and I were treated like queens by our server, Jasmine, who was super informative and awesome. I kid you not when I say that I have already Google Map-ped how long it will take me to get back to Bean from my house (3 hours, give or take). Here’s what the Bean giveth:

Menu!

Menu!

Mas menu!

Mas menu!

Lenny's Boy Ginger Kombucha: I could not, in good conscious, have come to Asheville and not had Kombucha.

Lenny Boy Ginger Kombucha: I could not, in good conscious, have come to Asheville and not had Kombucha.

FRIED PICKLES

FRIED PICKLES WITH VEGAN RANCH

TATOR TOT CASSEROLE

TATOR TOT CASSEROLE

TOFU FINGER SANDWICH

TOFU FINGER SANDWICH

MAC N CHEESE

MAC N CHEESE

CRABBIE PATTY SANDWICH

CRABBIE PATTY SANDWICH

My smiling tomato

My smiling tomato

Go vegans!

Go vegans!

Chocolate cake!

Chocolate cake!

Check out that icing!

Check out that icing!

Yay!

Yay!

You guys! Not only was the food OUTSTANDING but they put a candle in my cake! And they wrote Happy Birthday on the take-out menu for me! And they gave us Bean stickers! Uggggghhhhhhh. To be honest, I’m kind of obsessed with this restaurant. There are not many places that make you feel like home, that are warm and inviting and wonderful. Please please please go there!

On Sunday morning, in honor of the anniversary of my birth, Beevy and I had two rounds of the Days Inn buffet. Here are my two rounds:

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Beevy and I also drove along the Blue Ridge Parkway and found our way to a portion of the French Broad River where people with kayaks were hopping in. This is how I feel about turning 33:

I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 33.

I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 33.

And this is also how I feel about turning 33:

Life is not complete without a

Life is not complete without a “Yo Mama” joke.

Then, because we were not in a hurry to get back to Atlanta and also because neither one of us was hungry in any way, we headed back to Bean to peep their brunch.

The Brunch Bowl.

The Brunch Bowl. Tofu scramble, cheese grits, carrot bacon, biscuit, sausage, home fries.

Beevy's Tofu Scramble.

Beevy’s Tofu Scramble.

Sausage Gravy like whoa.

Sausage Gravy like whoa.

Basically, Bean brought the brunch heat. Can we talk about what a revelation carrot bacon is for a moment? I am now OBSESSED with that junk. Beevy and I had whole conversations about carrot bacon. I’m thinking that this recipe is a good place for me to start.

Sadly, Beevy and I had to leave glorious Asheville. When I made it home, my whole family celebrated me and showered me with presents and vegetables and vegan cupcakes. I’m truly a lucky girl!

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All in all, this was the best birthday I’ve had in a very long time. No drama, no hangovers, no crying, no bad decisions, and surrounded by love. I am ready to take on the year!

ASHEVILLE

ASHEVILLE

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