Vegan Chubosaurus

what this fat vegan eats

Archive for September, 2009

orange dinner – September 27

My husband brought these amazing Charentais (also called French Breakfast) melons home from the farmers’ market on Saturday. melonI had a quarter of one with breakfast (toast and coffee, because I am boring in the morning).

They are incredible. Seriously, I don’t think that I know enough adjectives to adequately describe these gems. I moaned while I was eating them – not just the first bite, but every bite. I scraped the rind with my teeth so as not to miss a single blissful drop. They are heaven. If ever you encounter one, you must bring it home with you.

For dinner, I roasted some beets (three Golden, two Chioggia). I had big plans to make a cumin vinaigrette to top them and a chickpea puree to accompany them, but that turned out to be wishful ambitioning. Oven-roasted beets are absolutely lovely all on their own, though.

I served them with Crescent Dragonwagon’s Outrageously Good Pan-Crisped Millet-Vegetable Cakes from her cookbook, Passionate Vegetarian (which also incorporate a beet, as well as a carrot, so it was a fairly orangey-pink dinner). I also threw together a green salad comprised of romaine lettuce, lemon cucumber, green cabbage, and these gorgeous orange tomatoes from our neighbor’s garden (more orange!).  beety dinner

There’s a small dollop of Karam’s Garlic Sauce next to the salad.

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P.S. Millet? SO GOOD.

sushi dinner – September 25

Some days are just meh. Toast for breakfast (well, with coffee and a gorgeous nectarine). Leftovers for lunch (last night’s lasagna). The depression monster gets you, and everything seems hard, and you’re sitting around in your sloppiest yoga pants with messy hair while listening to a playlist made of all the saddest songs on your MP3 player, so you decide “to hell with it” and have cereal for dinner.

Except I didn’t. Well, I didn’t have cereal for dinner; everything else is spot-on (stupid depression monster). But I realized that cooking up some sushi rice and slicing an avocado would really not take that long and would make me a happier vegan chubosaurus than cereal would. (Not that there’s anything wrong with cereal, mind you; I love cereal.)

I made maki for the very first time last Friday. I was shocked at how easy it was. Granted, my rolls weren’t pretty or perfect, but they were definitively, deliciously maki. I’ve made sushi twice since then.

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These rolls were filled with avocado, crispy tofu, and generous lashings of garlic gomasio (which just might be my new favorite condiment).

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So I made sushi, and I watched “Dollhouse” with my teenaged son, and I played some Kingdom of Loathing, and I felt a hundred times better. I think maki is magical.

lasagna dinner – September 24

Did I mention that I’m actually kind of terrible at photographing food? I am. Er, also, my food is rarely all that photogenic to begin with! Consider yourself disclaimered. :)

Dinner! I made lasagna. I used brown rice noodles which I layered with a homemade marinara sauce, homemade tofu ricotta, and shredded vegan mozzarella. Oh! And sprinkles of vegan parmesan. Next time I want to throw in spinach, or broccoli, or something green and/or cruciferous, to give it more texture and interest. My husband sprinkled his crispy kale on top of his serving, hence the green stuff.

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 We also had crispy roasted kale and whole wheat sourdough.

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Dessert was a scoop of Temptation chocolate ice cream with some roasted almonds and a drizzle of this delicious agave-sweetened chocolate sauce from Woodring Northwest.

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“egg” salad sandwich lunch – September 24

I didn’t budget my time well this morning, and I ended up skipping breakfast. Whoops.

But lunch!tofu egg salad

I had tofu egg salad on this seeded sourdough rye bread, a carrot, half of a lemon cucumber (sliced), a perfect pear, and coffee. This bread is amazing! I get it at the farmers’ market from a local bakery (Tall Grass Bakery, for you Seattleites) and it is seriously substantial – it feels like a brick, it weighs so much, and the seed-encrusting (I don’t think that’s a word) is pushing maximum density. Mmmmm.

How I make my “egg” salad: Imprecisely. Oh ho ho. Okay, really, I took a container of firm tofu (I use Island Spring, because they’re organic and local to me) and drained it and smushed some of the liquid out of it with my hands. Then, still using my hands, I smushed it up into crumbles in a bowl. Then I added some Vegenaise, yellow mustard, and a scant sprinkling of kala namak (black Indian salt). Then I tasted it. Then I adjusted the Vegenaise & mustard & kala namak, tasting as I went. I added teensy amounts of kala namak at a time – I wanted it to be eggy, but I didn’t want to overdo it (a mistake I made with my first omelets). Once the egg flavor was  to my liking, I added some sea salt & black pepper, and it was good. I’ve always liked my egg/”egg” salad simple.

Take a lesson from me, though – don’t eat this lunch at your desk. Unless you want to spend the rest of the afternoon cleaning seeds and ersatz egg salad out of your keyboard and off your floor (or, in my case, off my shoes, as I have a pair under my desk). Argh! It was totally worth it, though. Nom nom!

bagel breakfast – September 23

French Meadow Bakery’s sprouted bagels, topped with Tofutti’s non-hydrogenated Better than Cream Cheese and a happy sprinkling of Eden Foods’ garlic gomasio.bagel breakfast

 With a local, organic nectarine. mmmm bagel

 Not pictured: Pangaea Organica’s Mexico blend with stevia and Wildwood’s soy creamer.

the what and the why

I’m fat. And I’m a vegan. Many, many people consider these things mutually exclusive; they aren’t. Many people believe that you can’t be a vegan who’s “doing it right” and still be fat; they’re wrong, and who gets to say what “doing it right” is, anyway? We all know people (the Skinny Bitch authors, Jennifer McCann’s misguided blog “This Is Why You’re Thin”) and groups (the always-appalling PETA) who insist that veg*nism leads to thinness/weight loss for everyone; they’re wrong. Veg*nism does not necessarily = thinness or weight loss. Fat vegans exist. Fat veg*ns who eat all the “right” things (an arbitrary and hurtful idea if ever there was one) exist. Fat vegans who eat all the “right” things and get plenty of exercise?  I think you know what I’m saying  here – they exist. Some people are fat, just like some people are tall/brunette/willowy/freckled/whatever. Bodies come in every size, shape, color, ability level, et cetera; not one type is right, and not one type is wrong.

Promoting veg*nism as a diet is unfair to veg*nism (weight loss and veg*nism don’t necessarily go hand-in-hand; there are many excellent reasons to be veg*n, but offering weight loss as the reason puts veg*nism forth as a weight loss tool and not the compassionate, enlightened lifestyle choice that it is, which will only encourage people to try it and then discard it if it, like every other diet, doesn’t lead to rapid and/or permanent weight loss). It’s also wildly unfair to any veg*n out there that isn’t thin or doesn’t lose weight after switching; it casts doubt on our honesty, our sincerity, our lifestyles, our choices, and our very validity as members of a veg*n movement. It shames us and makes us aberrations amongst our veg*n peers while simultaneously making us invisible in our own community. Sometimes, like in PETA’s horrible billboards this summer, it makes us the target and the enemy, despite being exactly what PETA wants everyone else to be (except, of course, thin).

So. I’m a fat vegan. I exist. This is my voice. This blog is my way of fighting the stigma of fatness – the stigma of fatness in American culture, and the stigma & invisibility of fatness in veganism – while also advocating for veganism as a beautiful, compassionate choice that brings joy, abundance, and really tasty food. I’m also aiming for some myth-debunking: Talking about what I eat, and showing pictures of what I eat, will not only show that fat people do not sit around shoving Cheezy Poofs (or, for vegans, Tings) and Mallomars (or, for vegans, Newman-Os) in their mouths nonstop, it will also show how veganism does not mean deprivation or tastelessness. Veganism is delicious, and everyone should know it. Also, I firmly believe that you can never have too many blogs that serve to answer those omnipresent questions about what we vegans eat “besides salad”.

And that’s the what and the why of my blog. Thanks for reading.