tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-249247972009-07-14T09:26:18.464-05:00the urban veganvegan life in the big city. it's a jungle out there.urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.comBlogger533125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-69207399369218574992009-01-06T10:33:00.002-05:002009-01-06T10:35:46.535-05:00new year, new address<span style="font-weight: bold;">I've moved! </span><br />Please update your links. See you at the <a href="http://urbanvegan.net/" target="_blank">new blog.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-6920739936921857499?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-32119986232986521292008-12-30T10:58:00.018-05:002008-12-30T12:59:53.677-05:00xmas recap and buttons update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpLfsmBnoI/AAAAAAAAEVo/ZYcUm8T49uY/s1600-h/IMG_3287.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpLfsmBnoI/AAAAAAAAEVo/ZYcUm8T49uY/s400/IMG_3287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285620120591376002" border="0" /></a>Today, we're having dessert first: my<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Perfected Vegan Tira mi Su</span> [Yes, the recipe is in the cookbook!]. I brought it for Christmas dessert and it was a huge hit with Omniman and his Italian family. Making Tira Mi Su might sound mysterious, but it’s just a simple trifle: a sponge base soaked with a creamy, liquor-infused topping. Much debate remains over which liquor to use to flavor the topping. Some use cognac. Others use rum or Amaretto while others swear by rum. I prefer the elegance of brandy here, with cognac coming in second.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpMgbEBxBI/AAAAAAAAEVw/ioPQ3hfFj1I/s1600-h/IMG_3262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpMgbEBxBI/AAAAAAAAEVw/ioPQ3hfFj1I/s400/IMG_3262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621232576873490" border="0" /></a>I found 99% of the vegan Tira Mi Su I’ve tried to be either grainy, "healthy" tasting or just plain “off.” So I experimented until I came up with this version. It’s important to use the best ingredients possible. [Avoid American coffee or instant espresso, for example, and generic cocoa powder.] This is my very favorite dessert recipe in the entire cookbook and one of my proudest accomplishments as a vegan cook. As with any tira mi su, it's better if you make it the day before serving it, so the sponge can properly soak up the liquid.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpNnyGUTBI/AAAAAAAAEV4/e3N43pcAmJU/s1600-h/IMG_3279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpNnyGUTBI/AAAAAAAAEV4/e3N43pcAmJU/s400/IMG_3279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285622458531204114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Flashback to Christmas dinner.</span> The omnivores had pasta with meat balls red sauce. But lucky me!...before adding the meatballs to her famous sauce, Omnimom set some aside for me and served it over gnocchi. How nice was that? It tasted as delicious as it looks.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kitty Updates</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpeKqGAhDI/AAAAAAAAEWg/gK_qtlkRXKU/s1600-h/IMG_3299.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpeKqGAhDI/AAAAAAAAEWg/gK_qtlkRXKU/s400/IMG_3299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285640649863889970" border="0" /></a>Even though <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bossa Nova</span> was super-cranky this year, Sandy Claws still left a little something in her stocking...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpSuQO3tVI/AAAAAAAAEWA/qQRaxp6IHQA/s1600-h/IMG_3298.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpSuQO3tVI/AAAAAAAAEWA/qQRaxp6IHQA/s400/IMG_3298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628067257496914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pablo</span> loved his sock monkey and has already gleefully eviscerated three of the stuffed mice that his "Aunt" Michele gave him.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpZIEhYe9I/AAAAAAAAEWQ/piGFfyLkZxw/s1600-h/IMG_3301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVpZIEhYe9I/AAAAAAAAEWQ/piGFfyLkZxw/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285635107860282322" border="0" /></a>Unfortunately, it was not such a Merry Xmas for <span style="font-weight: bold;">Buttons</span>, our newest, semi-feral addition. Although Santa and various family members showered her with kindness, toys and treats, she's still way to terrified to do anything more than hide and sleep [at least in our presence].<br /><br />After hiding for an entire week behind the washer/dryer in the bathroom, Omniman and I decided that if Buttons was ever going to get socialized and learn to live with humans, we had to block off the area from her access. Omniman moved the massive washer/dryer. I crawled behind to get her, but then she jammed herself behind the water heater. So I had not choice but to hold her and pull her out. She hissed once –quite understandably! – but other than that was just docile and frightened. Ever since then, in our presence, Buttons just curls up and covers her eyes with her paws. It reminds me of the way little kids cover their heads with their blankets when they're scared. She has a blanketed box to retreat to, but prefers the corner.<br /><br />Unfortunately, the bathroom where she is sequestered is the only room in our place with a door, but it's not exactly the most peaceful of places. [Better than the gutter, though!] We do need to bathe and use the bathroom, which makes noise. And eventually, I'm going to have to do eventually some laundry...our wash basket is overflowing.<br /><br />From today onward, I'm trying only to feed Buttons in my presence [so far, she's on a hunger strike] and to spend more quiet time with her in the bathroom. I'm also leaning heavily on Feliway spray, Rescue Remedy, distance reiki from kind practitioners, and all the good vibes you're sending her way. Thank you – and please, keep the advice coming.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Moving</span><br />As I mentioned earlier in the month, because of RSS feed and irreconcilable coding problems, I'll be moving to a new blog address in 2009. Stay tuned. Happy New Year!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3211998623298652129?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-29871631911648402642008-12-25T14:56:00.001-05:002008-12-25T14:56:00.261-05:00pastitsio<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVFDHbSBzII/AAAAAAAAEVY/KCirytxpwh4/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVFDHbSBzII/AAAAAAAAEVY/KCirytxpwh4/s400/IMG_3252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283077632743820418" border="0" /></a>Everyone loves this rich, creamy Greek pasta made with tomato and Béchamel sauces. Architecturally speaking, Pastitsio has great “posture”; it resembles a lasagna, expect that it’s made with ziti. One taste of its exotic hints of cinnamon, nutmeg and allspice, and you’ll swear you just landed in Athens.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVFDga2yc1I/AAAAAAAAEVg/Ypy9TnJgj3A/s1600-h/IMG_3234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVFDga2yc1I/AAAAAAAAEVg/Ypy9TnJgj3A/s400/IMG_3234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283078062126297938" border="0" /></a>It’s a bit labor-intensive, so making the sauces ahead of times makes it more manageable. Trust me, this recipe is worth the effort. Here it is, cooling in the casserole.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Merry</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Christmas</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">everyone</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-2987163191164840264?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-66556508259186555482008-12-21T12:42:00.011-05:002008-12-23T13:50:42.782-05:00philly's most wanted cat :: captured!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEX9ChQP7I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/BmpsBDGDGGE/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEX9ChQP7I/AAAAAAAAEUQ/BmpsBDGDGGE/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030175298109362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">A fierce ice storm was predicted for Saturday night. So early Saturday morning, I bundled up and ventured out to try to capture Buttons once more, hoping to bring her in from the cold before the double-whammy of bad weather that was about to blast Philadelphia.</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> Based on past attempts, I did not expect to catch her, but miraculously...</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVA3aNlLJXI/AAAAAAAAEUI/pszqxSyodj4/s1600-h/IMG_3193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVA3aNlLJXI/AAAAAAAAEUI/pszqxSyodj4/s400/IMG_3193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282783286367298930" border="0" /></a>...She walked right into the trap. I could not believe my eyes.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYJvIYVgI/AAAAAAAAEUY/rZWf9hPlCIw/s1600-h/IMG_3194.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYJvIYVgI/AAAAAAAAEUY/rZWf9hPlCIw/s400/IMG_3194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030393431807490" border="0" /></a>Here she is, in the hallway of my building, waiting to go to the vet. She let out quite a vociferous howl. For her, it must have felt like the equivalent of an alien abduction.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEpWQkamcI/AAAAAAAAEUw/LIJkBp-1zUk/s1600-h/IMG_3203.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEpWQkamcI/AAAAAAAAEUw/LIJkBp-1zUk/s400/IMG_3203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283049300263868866" border="0" /></a>Luckily, we found a vet in the city who would see her on short notice.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYedkhSOI/AAAAAAAAEUg/Fu-1Fq0pc_E/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYedkhSOI/AAAAAAAAEUg/Fu-1Fq0pc_E/s400/IMG_3204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030749495249122" border="0" /></a>Here, Omniman and the veterinary assistant work to transfer Buttons from the uncomfortable trap to a carrier.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYntiL7VI/AAAAAAAAEUo/QGozYa8ESZo/s1600-h/IMG_3205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEYntiL7VI/AAAAAAAAEUo/QGozYa8ESZo/s400/IMG_3205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030908399250770" border="0" /></a>Success!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEpjnOIPgI/AAAAAAAAEU4/2pPdbxj_hDk/s1600-h/IMG_3206.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEpjnOIPgI/AAAAAAAAEU4/2pPdbxj_hDk/s400/IMG_3206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283049529682705922" border="0" /></a>A girl, most definitely. And there's a good chance she is Pablo's mama.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEqUo_utAI/AAAAAAAAEVA/b1vDWa6N46k/s1600-h/IMG_3208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVEqUo_utAI/AAAAAAAAEVA/b1vDWa6N46k/s400/IMG_3208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283050371972772866" border="0" /></a>Buttons is filthy, has a bad case of fleas, and the tip of her left ear is missing, which you can see in this picture: sadly, it appears to have been frostbitten off. [For this reason, her full name is Buttons Van Gogh.] Otherwise, she's in good health. She'll get spayed next month, after she settles in. Despite all she's endured with the trapping, Buttons has been sweet and docile, but very, very shy. She allowed me to touch her at the vet's but I think she was just in shock. Based on the way she behaved, it's fairly safe to say she isn't feral–just abandoned or lost.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVErVllrzUI/AAAAAAAAEVI/SBz5x3PrkxI/s1600-h/IMG_3207.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SVErVllrzUI/AAAAAAAAEVI/SBz5x3PrkxI/s400/IMG_3207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283051487749721410" border="0" /></a>Now, Buttons is in our bathroom – the only room in our apartment with a door, sequestered from Bossa Nova and Pablo. She's hiding behind the washing machine and will not come out in our presence. It's hard; we don't want to disturb her, but we do need to use the bathroom and to shower. She eats and uses the litter box when we're away or asleep. We tried Feliway spray, but it hasn't helped. As one person put it, "She doesn't know she won the lottery yet."<br /><br />Buttons' life has totally changed. She's used to the sounds of footsteps, sirens, horns and traffic. Now instead of living under a grate in the freezing cold, she's in a warm loft, eating premium cat food and getting used to the sounds of the garbage disposal, flushing toilets, and Latin jazz.<span> If you have ideas or advice on how to help acclimate Buttons, please share. I need your help and Buttons needs your good vibes.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Please help the cats in your neighborhood get through the winter. For more information on how to help feral/stray cats, visit </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.phillycats.org/" target="_blank">The Philadelphia Community Cat Council</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> or </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.alleycat.org/NetCommunity/Page.aspx?pid=191" target="_blank">Alley Cat Allies.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-6655650825918655548?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com52tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-82942826213722109742008-12-19T10:04:00.008-05:002008-12-19T10:27:40.813-05:00look, look! more from the book<div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu7H7X2xFI/AAAAAAAAETw/TzKugKfkCLc/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu7H7X2xFI/AAAAAAAAETw/TzKugKfkCLc/s400/IMG_3158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281520732893267026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Vidalia Onion Tart:<br /></span>Sweet, creamy and savory<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu7YN_u50I/AAAAAAAAET4/DK6Q121f6O0/s1600-h/IMG_3163.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu7YN_u50I/AAAAAAAAET4/DK6Q121f6O0/s400/IMG_3163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281521012770268994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Served here with Pear-Pepper Chutney:<br /></span><span>A balancing contrast.<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu6mu95aPI/AAAAAAAAETo/P5-kB-HCNv0/s1600-h/IMG_3173.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu6mu95aPI/AAAAAAAAETo/P5-kB-HCNv0/s400/IMG_3173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281520162627479794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Parsnips St. Jacques</span><span style="font-style: italic;">.<br /></span>All the garlicky goodness of Coquilles St, Jacques; none of the cruelty.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu6CBqHZEI/AAAAAAAAETg/Adp-JDtL6HA/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu6CBqHZEI/AAAAAAAAETg/Adp-JDtL6HA/s400/IMG_3189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281519531989623874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Finer-Than-Diner Cinnamon Raisin Bread</span>:<br />I wish you could smell my kitchen right now.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu8Xt8YXSI/AAAAAAAAEUA/aZqPPa__1KY/s1600-h/IMG_3178.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUu8Xt8YXSI/AAAAAAAAEUA/aZqPPa__1KY/s400/IMG_3178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281522103677902114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Meanwhile, from their perch above my kitchen, Bossa Nova and Pablo supervise.<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Buttons: The Continuing Saga</span><br />Following the advice of <a href="http://www.vegan-nutritionista.com/" target="_blank">Vegan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nutritionista</span>,</a> I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">camouflaged</span> the trap with a towel. It worked. Buttons walked right in, but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">doh</span>! I didn't put the food far enough back for him to step on the device that closes the trap. So I quietly snuck up behind him and tried to close the trap.<br /><br />It didn't work. He got spooked and ran away. At least I know he <span style="font-style: italic;">will</span> go into the trap. Eventually. Hopefully before it gets too cold.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-8294282621372210974?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-5073370376530281642008-12-16T21:45:00.000-05:002008-12-16T21:45:00.699-05:00booze-infused layer cake (for special occassions) & buttons update<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUe_PRTMiRI/AAAAAAAAETQ/VSXtiDRE9cM/s1600-h/IMG_3124.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUe_PRTMiRI/AAAAAAAAETQ/VSXtiDRE9cM/s400/IMG_3124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280399357178054930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Booze-Infused Layer Cake (for Special Occassions) from<br />"The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes" </span></span></span><br /><br /></div>Your brother-in-law Tom loves Kahlua. Your husband is a fan of Amaretto, and your best friend can’t do without her Jamaican Rum. I created this cake so you could personalize it with a heaping helping of their favorite tipple. The liqueur infuses the cake and frosting with added moistness and a subtle “je ne sais quoi.” It’s perfect for special occasions like birthdays, anniversaries, and holiday parties. Or if you’ve had a really, really bad day, you can just make a cake for yourself.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUfCJ6IIXlI/AAAAAAAAETY/ehkfBRcDLyI/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUfCJ6IIXlI/AAAAAAAAETY/ehkfBRcDLyI/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402563593166418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Buttons is still too wary of the trap to take the bait.<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;">Buttons Update</span><br />Those of you who have been following my blog know that I've been feeding and caring for Buttons, a street cat who lives in the alley behind my apartment, for the <a href="http://urbanvegan.net/2007/12/kitty-its-cold-outside.html" target="_blank">past year.</a> Since he "talks" to me and occasionally even touches my hand with his paw from behind the safety of the grate under which he lives, I don't believe he is feral. He may have been lost or abandoned.<br /><br />In any event, for the past few weeks, I've been trying – unsuccessfully – to trap Buttons, as you can see from the photo. I just can't bear the thought of this sweet cat spending another winter outside in the freezing cold. Once I catch Buttons, he's going to the vet to get neutered, checked out, de-flea-ed and bathed. And then, he will stay with us for awhile [even though we have zero room!]. I'll see if I can re-socialize him and teach him somehow to trust humans again. Then we'll try to find him a loving, forever home. But first things first. I still need to catch Buttons – and he is terribly suspicious of the trap. Please send me good thoughts and any suggestions.<br /><br />Most of you already know that Pablo is also a former street kitten, who also lived under the grate with Buttons before I<a href="http://urbanvegan.net/2007/12/feral-cat-update-meet-pablo.html" target="_blank"> trapped him.</a> I used to think Buttons was Pablo's mamma, but since I didn't see any kittens hanging 'round this year, I think Buttons is a boy. We'll see.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-507337037653028164?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-27359117076240837502008-12-15T08:11:00.005-05:002008-12-15T08:32:08.121-05:00peppery party crackers and casting call<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUUqeDNDsvI/AAAAAAAAETE/UAee6mf-gco/s1600-h/IMG_3138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUUqeDNDsvI/AAAAAAAAETE/UAee6mf-gco/s400/IMG_3138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279672833906291442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Peppery Party Crackers from "The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes"</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sure, you can drop $4 for a box of fancy crackers at a ritzy [yuk-yuk] gourmet shop. Or you can throw together a batch of these crispy little numbers for under $1. Making your own crackers may sound intimidating, but with the help of a food processor, it’s a snap and a surefire way to impress the hell out of your guests. These zippy crackers are perfect for dunking into your favorite dip or for supporting chunks of your favorite vegan cheese. A few homemade crackers also make a nice topping for soups.<br /></div><br />To form the crackers, I use a pastry cutter because it’s quick and simple. But you can make them in any shape you want. You can even get all Martha Stewart on me and use small cookie cutters to create shapes that fit your party’s theme. (For example, use a wedding bell cutter for a bridal shower).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Casting Call</span><br />What's your vegan story? Eric of <a href="http://ananimalfriendlylife.com/" target="_blank">An Animal Friendly Life</a> just got funding to complete his documentary "I'm Vegan." To be considered for casting, visit his film's<a href="http://www.vegandocumentary.com/" target="_blank"> web site.</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Required Reading</span><br />If you're less than happy with your outdated kitchen, check out this excellent article by Mark Bittman which appeared in the Week in Review section in Sunday's <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/12/14/weekinreview/14bittman.html" target="_blank">New York Times.</a> (The link will expire in a week unless you're a subscriber, so read ASAP.) It has implications that extend way beyond cooking.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-2735911707624083750?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-32667819464172026942008-12-11T11:37:00.005-05:002008-12-11T11:54:14.503-05:00panko-crusted tofu with raspberry-tamarind glaze<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUFFe57NF5I/AAAAAAAAES8/NCdPW71HXmg/s1600-h/IMG_3116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SUFFe57NF5I/AAAAAAAAES8/NCdPW71HXmg/s400/IMG_3116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278576635502466962" border="0" /></a>Tamarind from India. Panko from Japan. Raspberry jam from France. This is fusion cuisine at its best, and I love the fact that, as a city dweller, I can buy all the ingredients, including organic tofu, within a 3-block radius. The glaze is a unique blend of sweet, sour and earthy.<br /><br />Omniman loved it and so did I. It's my new favorite dish.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3266781946417202694?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-78892778106718895842008-12-09T13:29:00.027-05:002008-12-09T14:43:02.555-05:003 food shots and a wedding<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST6-fzf4DSI/AAAAAAAAER8/PFBw54jfOFc/s1600-h/IMG_2970.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST6-fzf4DSI/AAAAAAAAER8/PFBw54jfOFc/s400/IMG_2970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277865266933927202" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="">More cookbook food porn. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Tapenade</span>...a Provençal black olive spread with a bright hit of citrus.<div><br /><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST65e-J9fdI/AAAAAAAAER0/bgqd2abqpHA/s1600-h/IMG_3095.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST65e-J9fdI/AAAAAAAAER0/bgqd2abqpHA/s400/IMG_3095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277859755056790994" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Alternative Granola</span> – alternative, because it uses dried quinoa and amaranth, in addition to the more traditional nuts and oats.</div><div><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST6_IK5R8hI/AAAAAAAAESE/g5_0q_hOK64/s1600-h/IMG_3090.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST6_IK5R8hI/AAAAAAAAESE/g5_0q_hOK64/s400/IMG_3090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277865960409264658" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Chocolate-Pumpkin Bread Puddin</span>g, shown here with a scoop of vanilla soy ice cream. This has quickly become one of Omniman's new favorites.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7AiQUzPZI/AAAAAAAAESM/TnKZtqAuWOc/s1600-h/IMG_3044.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7AiQUzPZI/AAAAAAAAESM/TnKZtqAuWOc/s400/IMG_3044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277867508055096722" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Weekend wedding</span></div><div>My beautiful niece Kristin was married this weekend in Philadelphia. She's a hospital nurse and cares for newborns. Ken is an obstetrician; he delivers babies. How perfect is that? They make each other so happy and have so much fun together. I'm thrilled for them.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7B2tR2odI/AAAAAAAAESU/gHe22d2FKRY/s1600-h/IMG_3032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7B2tR2odI/AAAAAAAAESU/gHe22d2FKRY/s400/IMG_3032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277868958936375762" /></a>Doesn't Omniman look good in a suit? We snuck a photo in the ballroom at the Benjamin Franklin Hotel before the guests arrived. It looked especially lovely, decorated for the holidays. <br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7Eb2HIfkI/AAAAAAAAESc/QWxLH-VtUDg/s1600-h/IMG_3023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7Eb2HIfkI/AAAAAAAAESc/QWxLH-VtUDg/s400/IMG_3023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277871795985743426" /></a>Philadelphia is known as "The City of Brotherly Love." We have a park, aptly named "Love Park," where one of Robert Indiana's famous LOVE sculptures is displayed prominently. So what would a Philly wedding be without its very own LOVE ice sculpture?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7GCRM_q7I/AAAAAAAAESk/87Cmqe8Kc8c/s1600-h/IMG_3040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/ST7GCRM_q7I/AAAAAAAAESk/87Cmqe8Kc8c/s400/IMG_3040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277873555604745138" /></a>Look at the menu. "Vegan" is actually a dinner option! [Click on the photo to enlarge.] I love my niece and my new nephew.</div></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-7889277810671889584?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-38361397349544653342008-12-06T10:37:00.014-05:002008-12-06T12:15:13.852-05:00prohibition, light show and another interview<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqfCrn1jOI/AAAAAAAAERM/51jLPsKSudA/s1600-h/IMG_2960.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqfCrn1jOI/AAAAAAAAERM/51jLPsKSudA/s400/IMG_2960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276704781836324066" border="0" /></a>With the upcoming cookbook, I've been – quite contentedly – slaving over hot stoves, steaming ovens and dirty dishes. Knowing I needed a little break, Omniman took me out for a surprise weeknight dinner at <span style="font-weight: bold;">Prohibition</span>, a new bar in our neighborhood that serves excellent pub grub. We started with the Beer-Batter Green Beans. They're a fun alternative to French fries. Skip the aoili dipping sauce, and they're vegan.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqiZK_jjzI/AAAAAAAAERU/m8PbbMk8QiA/s1600-h/IMG_2962.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqiZK_jjzI/AAAAAAAAERU/m8PbbMk8QiA/s400/IMG_2962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276708466749312818" border="0" /></a>I ordered the grilled vegetable sandwich, <span style="font-style: italic;">sans</span> cheese. It was good-n-greasy and comforting, like pub grub should be. They also serve nice wines in wine glasses so heavy that you can work out your biceps while you imbibe<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqo5z0sm7I/AAAAAAAAERk/65AdESjSIpo/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqo5z0sm7I/AAAAAAAAERk/65AdESjSIpo/s400/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276715624535202738" border="0" /></a>On another note. I've been trying to get in the Christmas spirit. The light show at Macy's in the Wanamaker Building, one of Philadelphia's architectural gems, helped move the needle. This holiday light and organ show has been a Philly tradition since 1956. People travel from far and wide to see it. It really is magical– music pumping from a magnificent pipe organ, a rainbow of twinkling lights, dancing snowflakes [See them skiing down the balconies on the upper right?] , and kids mesmerized by something other than a video game. All this is encompassed within<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqriYaweaI/AAAAAAAAERs/QdsMufzvZz0/s1600-h/IMG_2959.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STqriYaweaI/AAAAAAAAERs/QdsMufzvZz0/s400/IMG_2959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276718520576539042" border="0" /></a>Meanwhile, Bossa Nova naps on her favorite red chair, in the direct path of a heating vent. Pablo is still not 100%, but is much. much better. Thanks again for all your tips. I still have a lot to learn about his condition [interstitial cystitis] and appreciate any advice.<br /><br />Lastly, the ever-informative VeganNutritionista recently interviewed me. If you get a chance, please <a href="http://www.vegan-nutritionista.com/urban-vegan.html" target="_blank">check it out.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3836139734954465334?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-63750485084807642432008-12-04T14:55:00.007-05:002008-12-04T15:15:14.431-05:00fat-free papaya salad and the latest on pablo<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STg2mecMFEI/AAAAAAAAERE/Ondr_S_C8Ek/s1600-h/IMG_2943.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STg2mecMFEI/AAAAAAAAERE/Ondr_S_C8Ek/s400/IMG_2943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276026998098760770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Fat-Free Papaya Salad from "The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal Free Recipes"<br /></span></span></div><br /><br />Some readers complain that I [who? me?] use too much oil in my cooking. As you know, I always choose quality over quantity. I'd rather enjoy a teaspoon of something exceptionally good than wolf down a super-sized-but-fat-free plate of something sub-par that substitutes quantity for quality.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Papaya Salad</span> is one of those rare dishes that needs no added fat. Like many Mexican and Asian salads, it's traditionally dressed with lime juice and a few other simple flavors. The citrus juice, garlic, sugar, and rice vinegar infuses the vegetables with a subtle sweet and sour essence that's both refreshing and unique.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Disclaimer</span>: This salad is fat-free only if you opt not to add the traditional crumbled peanuts as a topping. As soon as I snapped the photo, the peanuts emerged from hiding! [Are you surprised]?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pablo Update</span><br />Thanks to all of you for sending your love to Pablo. He was diagnosed with an episode of interstitial cystitis. He's doing much better and is back to running around the loft like a banshee. The vet says interstitial cystitis is often related to stress, and Pablo probably did not like the fact that Omni and I went away; he clings pretty closely to us and is a very affectionate, interactive boy. [If you could only imagine the guilt I felt after hearing that.]<br /><br />For now, I just need to modify his diet slightly – less dry food and add water to his wet food – and keep an eye on him.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-6375048508480764243?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-37947721694838139582008-12-02T13:58:00.008-05:002008-12-02T14:22:28.076-05:00shitake on a shingle, more holiday travel tips and pablo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STWGdOVrAgI/AAAAAAAAEQw/zBXCYfJoFOw/s1600-h/IMG_2928.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STWGdOVrAgI/AAAAAAAAEQw/zBXCYfJoFOw/s400/IMG_2928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275270375157727746" border="0" /></a>Here's a breakfast dish from the cookbook, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Shitake on a Shingle</span>, not to be confused with its slightly more vulgar-sounding cousin. Shitake mushrooms and tarragon – and the absence of dried chipped beef and– transform this lowbrow diner classic from trashy to classy.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Are you planning on flying over the holidays? </span><br />I was recently interviewed by Philadelphia City Paper, along with 2 other Philly veg*ns, regarding vegan air travel. Check out the article for some <a href="http://mealticket.blogs.citypaper.net/blogs/mu/2008/11/26/have-tempeh-will-travel-vegan-flight-tips-from-phillys-experts/" target="_blank">useful tips.</a> [Addendum: If you're vegan and request an Asian vegan meal, you should still specify "no eggs and no honey."]<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STWIzUqqhiI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/_pDi6AyQq_M/s1600-h/IMG_2563.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STWIzUqqhiI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/_pDi6AyQq_M/s400/IMG_2563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272953836766754" border="0" /></a>Lastly, and most importantly, please send some good vibes to <span style="font-weight: bold;">Pablo</span>. When we came back from Barbados, we noticed that there was blood in his urine and that he was visiting the litterbox every 5 minutes, poor little guy. He's at the vet's right now, getting tested. Stress sometimes triggers urinary tract infections in cats, and Pablo certainly does not like his daily routine changed. Here he is, on a happier day, playing with Bossa Nova while we made the bed. [Bossa is the lump under the sheet.]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3794772169483813958?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-5406167606636427472008-11-30T14:52:00.027-05:002008-11-30T19:04:26.311-05:00our bajan vacation :: a photo essay<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL5nJ08MvI/AAAAAAAAEQo/nixS3C5zeyY/s1600-h/IMG_2871.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL5nJ08MvI/AAAAAAAAEQo/nixS3C5zeyY/s400/IMG_2871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274552564652454642" border="0" /></a>The kaleidoscopic Barbadian sunsets. The iridescent Caribbean Sea. The nightly chorus of whistling frogs. The reggae music pounding from the mini-van taxis. To the Bajans, it's just another day on the island. To us? A relaxing week in paradise.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLoSyvcRmI/AAAAAAAAEOE/Yx0LJ7Rbhw4/s1600-h/IMG_2722.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLoSyvcRmI/AAAAAAAAEOE/Yx0LJ7Rbhw4/s400/IMG_2722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533523160319586" border="0" /></a>At first, courtesy of the season's first snowstorm, shot from the windows at Philadelphia International Airport, Omniman and I were going nowhere fast.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLotAwwiVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/UjgWHXzjw3k/s1600-h/IMG_2726.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLotAwwiVI/AAAAAAAAEOM/UjgWHXzjw3k/s400/IMG_2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533973600536914" border="0" /></a>Our plane even had to be de-iced, always a comforting thought.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLsNpTBudI/AAAAAAAAEOU/qk-Tptkq5VE/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLsNpTBudI/AAAAAAAAEOU/qk-Tptkq5VE/s400/IMG_2731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274537832772385234" border="0" /></a>So why then, do I look so happy and relaxed? Somehow, Omniman and I ended up in first class – even though we paid for economy class. [We didn't ask any questions. We just did as we were told.] Wine and leg room flowed freely, and for us, waiting three hours for the storm to pass was really not so bad. Would you believe that, even though I am 43 and have traveled a good bit for both business and pleasure, this was my very <span style="font-style: italic;">first</span> first class experience? To be honest, I can't ever see myself actually <span style="font-style: italic;">paying</span> extra for this luxury; I'd rather give the cash to charity. But the legroom did make a huge difference to 6' 2" Omniman, who in the past, has endured economy class to places as far away as India, Buenos Aires and the Middle East.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLt06up46I/AAAAAAAAEOs/dkvIiPj1bzU/s1600-h/IMG_2733.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLt06up46I/AAAAAAAAEOs/dkvIiPj1bzU/s400/IMG_2733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539606978192290" border="0" /></a>The next morning, we woke up to a stunning contrast: clear blue skies and a lush view of the pool from our hotel balcony.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLtaO3jkGI/AAAAAAAAEOk/QHN-875tzZk/s1600-h/IMG_2746.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLtaO3jkGI/AAAAAAAAEOk/QHN-875tzZk/s400/IMG_2746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539148527767650" border="0" /></a>Colorful sailboats on the beach just across the street from our hotel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL08DZJYSI/AAAAAAAAEPk/XKmgovFBrWc/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL08DZJYSI/AAAAAAAAEPk/XKmgovFBrWc/s400/IMG_2834.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274547426144379170" border="0" /></a>There's Omniman, enjoying a dip in the warm sea.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL1_kZ8-eI/AAAAAAAAEP4/_vcQf9GQ5s4/s1600-h/IMG_2777.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL1_kZ8-eI/AAAAAAAAEP4/_vcQf9GQ5s4/s400/IMG_2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274548586057365986" border="0" /></a>I brought along my new iPhone and was amazed to learn that I could get Internet reception on the beach.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL3LR0t8dI/AAAAAAAAEQI/ukV8IX3zx6s/s1600-h/IMG_2903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL3LR0t8dI/AAAAAAAAEQI/ukV8IX3zx6s/s400/IMG_2903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274549886739411410" border="0" /></a>But swimming, snorkeling and observing beach critters, like this little sand crab, proved to be much more meditative.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL2g4TNozI/AAAAAAAAEQA/7b3V4BPk5_8/s1600-h/IMG_2881.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL2g4TNozI/AAAAAAAAEQA/7b3V4BPk5_8/s400/IMG_2881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274549158333489970" border="0" /></a>We enjoyed near-perfect weather. But one morning, we witnessed a brief shower, and then a beautiful rainbow appeared. Rainbows always remind me of my mom, who passed away in 1985. Whenever I see one, I know she is smiling at me from somewhere.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And now for the chow. </span><br />Being vegan in Barbados isn't as effortless as it is in some places; meat permeates most dishes, even baked beans and rice and pigeon peas. But with so many Rastafarians around, there are usually at least one or two veg options to choose from.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLwBA_y3aI/AAAAAAAAEPE/YSZ_TV7lUnY/s1600-h/IMG_2801.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLwBA_y3aI/AAAAAAAAEPE/YSZ_TV7lUnY/s400/IMG_2801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274542013842382242" border="0" /></a>We ate breakfast at Bean 'n Bagel almost daily. My typical daily morning meal consisted of fried mushrooms on a sesame seed bagel, washed down with black coffee. These were the freshest bagels I've ever tasted.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLv3GUdtaI/AAAAAAAAEO8/uyTinOLsI-c/s1600-h/IMG_2741.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLv3GUdtaI/AAAAAAAAEO8/uyTinOLsI-c/s400/IMG_2741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274541843472561570" border="0" /></a>Omniman loved their tropical shake.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLvwx_B07I/AAAAAAAAEO0/Wix9yr_OUaI/s1600-h/IMG_2745.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLvwx_B07I/AAAAAAAAEO0/Wix9yr_OUaI/s400/IMG_2745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274541734934729650" border="0" /></a>Lovely lunch salad with mango-chili dressing, again from Bean 'n Bagel.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLwTHuWUZI/AAAAAAAAEPM/ZPgI3hYnvtA/s1600-h/IMG_2799.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLwTHuWUZI/AAAAAAAAEPM/ZPgI3hYnvtA/s400/IMG_2799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274542324885901714" border="0" /></a>Veggie tostadas at El Sol. We had to wait more than an hour for this dinner. Getting used to "island time" was especially hard for 2 very hungry Northeastern city dwellers like us. We were hoping that Gordon Ramsay would magically appear to save the day.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL1noxVpnI/AAAAAAAAEPw/lTq9LdGaKtA/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL1noxVpnI/AAAAAAAAEPw/lTq9LdGaKtA/s400/IMG_2819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274548174912333426" border="0" /></a>Potato roti at Chefette, Barbados' home-grown fast food restaurant. Tasty, filling and only $3.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL0iNjmZ4I/AAAAAAAAEPc/f3yjnfapn6A/s1600-h/IMG_2855.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL0iNjmZ4I/AAAAAAAAEPc/f3yjnfapn6A/s400/IMG_2855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274546982195980162" border="0" /></a>Veggie burger, again from Chefette. It almost looks sacred, doesn't it? The flavor certainly instilled a sense of devotion from me. I searched high and low for an ingredient list, to make sure these were vegan, but could not find one anywhere. [If anyone out there knows for sure, please let us know.]<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL4WGQ4FDI/AAAAAAAAEQg/EkQ9QlAnFTU/s1600-h/IMG_2910.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL4WGQ4FDI/AAAAAAAAEQg/EkQ9QlAnFTU/s400/IMG_2910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274551172126479410" border="0" /></a>"Chips," again courtesy of Chefette. [When we find something we like, we stick to it!] I'm not ordinarily a French fry person, but I could quickly become addicted to Chefette's version.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL3b7qx97I/AAAAAAAAEQQ/9SITrdtW-fk/s1600-h/IMG_2825.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL3b7qx97I/AAAAAAAAEQQ/9SITrdtW-fk/s400/IMG_2825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274550172849928114" border="0" /></a>Two of our favorite beach snacks, Guava Cheese and Tamarind Balls, flavored with pepper. We loaded our suitcases with tons of these semi-healthy-but-sugary treats.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLzwqjGy6I/AAAAAAAAEPU/DMpT05uAOSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2907.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLzwqjGy6I/AAAAAAAAEPU/DMpT05uAOSQ/s400/IMG_2907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274546130985077666" border="0" /></a>Rock cakes, authentically Bajan <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> vegan.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL30qok9AI/AAAAAAAAEQY/gTdNNiRm-gQ/s1600-h/IMG_2914.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STL30qok9AI/AAAAAAAAEQY/gTdNNiRm-gQ/s400/IMG_2914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274550597774013442" border="0" /></a>We left just as Bajan Independence Day was kicking off. During this festive weekend, people traditionally make "conkies," a steamed sweet made with coconut, raisins, sweet potatoes and almond extract, wrapped neatly in a banana leaf.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLs2VuAkEI/AAAAAAAAEOc/zOiKLHeVz6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2755.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/STLs2VuAkEI/AAAAAAAAEOc/zOiKLHeVz6Q/s400/IMG_2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274538531891482690" border="0" /></a>To think, Bajans enjoy these simple pleasures every day. Our second trip to this little island was more cleansing and relaxing than either of us could have expected.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-540616760663642747?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-38520913223835306312008-11-20T13:03:00.006-05:002008-11-20T13:20:20.336-05:00flying south<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSWnAXdVnZI/AAAAAAAAEN8/iAmvUz8eGgw/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSWnAXdVnZI/AAAAAAAAEN8/iAmvUz8eGgw/s400/IMG_2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270802563645939090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Quince-Cranberry Sauce from "The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes"<br /><br /></span></span></div>Omniman and I are escaping the frigid weather by flying south for a week of much-needed relaxation in Barbados. [We found a great online deal earlier this year.] Life's been extra stressful lately: I've been juggling my full roster of freelance writing and creative direction projects, including a few articles for <span style="font-style: italic;">VegNews</span>, in addition to writing the cookbook. It's like having another full-time job, but I love it. After all, I'm doing it for the animals – and, of course, for you lovely readers.<br /><br />I leave you with a shot of the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Quince-Cranberry Sauce</span> from the cookbook, and links to a few of my Thanksgiving-friendly dessert recipes:<br /><ul><li><a href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2007/10/cranberry-upside-down-cake.html" target="_blank">Cranberry Upside-Down Cake</a></li><li><a href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2006/11/punka-pie-and-apple-pie-too.html" target="_blank">Punka and Apple Pies</a></li><li><a href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-just-wild-about-saffron.html" target="_blank">Chocolate-Swirl Cheesecake </a>[scroll down for recipe]</li></ul>See you back here after December 1. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3852091322383530631?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-10935219410162942752008-11-19T12:06:00.001-05:002008-11-19T12:08:39.374-05:00nouveau pot au feu<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSRGwpCAG-I/AAAAAAAAEN0/gMrtrFrTFfs/s1600-h/IMG_2653.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSRGwpCAG-I/AAAAAAAAEN0/gMrtrFrTFfs/s400/IMG_2653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270415265392237538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Nouveau Pot au Feu from "The Urban Vegan: Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes"<br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>This is a classic country French recipe that, over the years, became wildly popular amongst French city dwellers. Meat-laden versions grace the menus of countless restaurants all across France. I call my version “Nouveau Pot au Feu” because it imparts all the traditional complexities of this slow-cooking stew with a new, meatless spin that also happens to be fat-free. Little bits of seitan add some texture, balancing out the tender autumnal vegetables.<br /><br />When it comes to successful Pot au Feu, there are three secrets: good quality wine, good quality dark vegetable broth, and a long, slow simmer time. This recipe is perfect to make when you are snowed in or have an entire day to just putter around the apartment and occasionally stir the pot.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSRFqkcWGwI/AAAAAAAAENs/67ppkyiCQbo/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSRFqkcWGwI/AAAAAAAAENs/67ppkyiCQbo/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270414061569710850" border="0" /></a>To be completely authentic, serve with a dollop of mustard, a dish of <span style="font-style: italic;">cornichons</span> (tiny French pickles) and crusty whole grain bread for mopping up the complex broth.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-1093521941016294275?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-44370276411025106912008-11-17T09:36:00.017-05:002008-11-17T10:39:05.669-05:00pumpkin spice baby bundts, dinner out and moving notice<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGCzzScvbI/AAAAAAAAEMg/wgedEYYzqIw/s1600-h/IMG_2631.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGCzzScvbI/AAAAAAAAEMg/wgedEYYzqIw/s400/IMG_2631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269636865452719538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Pumpkin Spice Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bundts</span> from<br />"The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes"<br /></span></span><br /></div>Living in the city means sharing – not a bad thing. We share seats in the subway, for example, and when we're driving, we share the road with bikers. We share public places like parks and libraries. And many cities, Philly included, offer environmentally friendly car shares and bike shares. It’s nice to know, though, that when you make these single serving mini cakes, you’ll never have to share your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bundt</span> cake. This pumpkin spice cake is moist and surprisingly light. Espresso powder adds a masculine shot of gravitas.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dinner at Le <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Virtu</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGG31a0PwI/AAAAAAAAEM4/e0nsj2jhP3U/s1600-h/IMG_2663.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGG31a0PwI/AAAAAAAAEM4/e0nsj2jhP3U/s400/IMG_2663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269641332790673154" border="0" /></a>One nice thing about living in Philadelphia is that we have restaurants specializing in cuisine from just about every region of Italy. On Saturday night, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Omniman</span> and I dined out at Le <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Virtu</span>, a popular South Philly restaurant that concentrates on food from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Abruzzi</span> region of Italy. We started with the grilled vegetables. I especially loved the deliciously bittersweet radicchio.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGIMYbrr-I/AAAAAAAAENI/_RQQ3lduxaA/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGIMYbrr-I/AAAAAAAAENI/_RQQ3lduxaA/s400/IMG_2664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269642785298558946" border="0" /></a>For my entree, I ordered the Pasta <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">al</span>' <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Oglio</span>. Flavorful and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">al</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">dente</span>, just the way I like it. My only complaint was that they used about 1 tsp of red pepper flakes in the sauce! That's too much, even for a spicy girl like me. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGPGYm1EjI/AAAAAAAAENg/32jV-s_4Q9M/s1600-h/IMG_2668.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SSGPGYm1EjI/AAAAAAAAENg/32jV-s_4Q9M/s400/IMG_2668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269650378847490610" border="0" /></a><span>Dessert? A shot of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Sambuca</span>, festooned with 3 espresso beans. Traditionally, you light the beans, which then infuses the liqueur with a nice coffee backdrop. We asked the waiter to do it and he refused, supposedly for liability reasons. This made us laugh. So many restaurants <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">flambé</span> desserts and light fire to other dishes right at your table, just narrowly missing your eyebrows.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Watch for new blog address in the near future</span><br />Though I hate to leave the neighborhood, I have no choice. Many of you have written saying that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">RSS</span> and Blogger feeds aren't picking up my posts; it's been a source of tremendous frustration to me. After some investigating, I learned that there's some bad code hidden <span style="font-style: italic;">somewhere</span> in the 550+ blog posts I've written. I don't want to do it, but the easiest solution is to create a new blog address. I suppose it's good timing, with the upcoming publication of my new cookbook. Stay tuned: I'll let you know about the new blog address, probably by the end of the year.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-4437027641102510691?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-41656377413251317162008-11-15T14:18:00.015-05:002008-11-15T19:58:10.439-05:00wheat-free soft pretzels<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">First, thanks and hugs to all who answered my call for recipe testers.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I was touched and overwhelmed by the flood of responses, well wishes, and good vibes that you sent my way! I'm sorry so that I could not respond to the 200+ emails I received, but I now have enough testers. Please consider yourselves alternates. Thank you, again. XO</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8iNPcPReI/AAAAAAAAELw/YoG-utubqJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2577.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8iNPcPReI/AAAAAAAAELw/YoG-utubqJ0/s400/IMG_2577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268967699925386722" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Cinnamon-sugar pretzel (top) and pretzel sprinkled with nutritional yeast and herbs</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></div> Speaking of recipes, here are the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wheat</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">-Free Soft Pretzels </span>that will appear in the cookbook. Philadelphia is synonymous with soft pretzels, slathered with mustard. You can buy them at street carts throughout the city. But to be honest, I’m not crazy about these giant hunks of white, processed flour. So using spelt flour, I made a less allergic, slightly healthier, much tastier version. I eat them plain, coated with lots of Earth Balance, or topped with either cinnamon sugar or nutritional yeast. They make wonderful lunch bag treats, plus they're fun to make.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8jGVcISzI/AAAAAAAAEL4/47j4-t9ZRwI/s1600-h/IMG_2557.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8jGVcISzI/AAAAAAAAEL4/47j4-t9ZRwI/s400/IMG_2557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268968680788085554" border="0" /></a> Using a silpat mat makes working with the dough so easy: the dough doesn't stick, and clean-up is a breeze. First, roll the dough into long strips, then tie a little twist at the top of each.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8j_VFjzzI/AAAAAAAAEMA/7d3jesXs03Y/s1600-h/IMG_2558.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8j_VFjzzI/AAAAAAAAEMA/7d3jesXs03Y/s400/IMG_2558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268969659945963314" border="0" /></a>Flip the "antennae" so that they reach the U-shaped "smile" at the bottom of the pretzel and voilà!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8kqgzXQ5I/AAAAAAAAEMI/yLABCLKk1z8/s1600-h/IMG_2562.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8kqgzXQ5I/AAAAAAAAEMI/yLABCLKk1z8/s400/IMG_2562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268970401825244050" border="0" /></a>Ready for baking...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8lGaxka0I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/PS4eiwHC0-Y/s1600-h/IMG_2566.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8lGaxka0I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/PS4eiwHC0-Y/s400/IMG_2566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268970881243441986" border="0" /></a>After baking, brush with melted Earth Balance. You can enjoy them right now, or...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8lVWKG-dI/AAAAAAAAEMY/gwiGijeBhJI/s1600-h/IMG_2569.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SR8lVWKG-dI/AAAAAAAAEMY/gwiGijeBhJI/s400/IMG_2569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268971137702230482" border="0" /></a>Dip them in cinnamon sugar while they're still wet. Heaven!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-4165637741325131716?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-15084876949818601952008-11-13T17:56:00.007-05:002008-11-13T19:00:41.386-05:00the winner, the prize, and the big news<div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRy7qHvW9uI/AAAAAAAAELo/6A5Nho5Nda0/s1600-h/samba+sleeping.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRy7qHvW9uI/AAAAAAAAELo/6A5Nho5Nda0/s400/samba+sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268291996423223010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bossa</span> Nova flatly refuses to let all the excitement disturb her beauty rest.</span><br /></span></div><div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Thanks to everyone for visiting and entering.<br />The winner? </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Our favorite PhD candidate – American-Aussie vegan, </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://travelingvegan.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Theresa!</a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >The prize(s)? </span><span style="font-family:arial;"> Theresa actually gets TWO prizes. One prize right now: A $25 gift certificate to </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.petamall.com/" target="_blank">Peta Mall</a><span style="font-family:arial;"> ...And one prize later which also happens to be my big news:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;">*<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">drumroll</span>*<br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> signed copy of...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >"The Urban Vegan: 250 Street-Smart, Animal-Free Recipes"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"> tentatively scheduled for publication in late 2009</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Thanks so much for supporting and reading my blog over the years. I'm writing this book for all of you, and I certainly could not do it without you.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >A Call for Testers</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I need about </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >15 recipe testers </span><span style="font-family:arial;">who can commit to testing at least 5 but ideally 30 recipes by February 7. Those who test 30 recipes will get a free book, and those who test at least 5 will get a mention in the book. Interested? E-mail me at </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >theurbanvegan@yahoo.com</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> with "TESTERS" in the subject line [Please don't leave off the "R!"].</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-1508487694981860195?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-20060728212463241892008-11-11T17:58:00.009-05:002008-11-11T18:52:40.951-05:00talkin' turkey :: contest to celebrate exciting news<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">It's time for another contest, to announce some very happy news.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><ol style="font-family:arial;"><li><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >How do you enter?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> Simply add a comment. I'll put everyone's name in a hat and pick one winner in the next few days.</span></li><li style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >What do you win? </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Meet me back here in a few days, and I'll announce the winner and the mystery prize. I think you'll like it.</span></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >What's the news? </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">You'll see. Just meet me back here in a few days. [I know, I k</span>now.]<br /></span></li></ol><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >In the meantime...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRoW9EpHNyI/AAAAAAAAELg/IcRsbvw-vPo/s1600-h/IMG_2627.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRoW9EpHNyI/AAAAAAAAELg/IcRsbvw-vPo/s400/IMG_2627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267547952637228834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> Meet the very handsome Apollo, the turkey we adopted this year from Farm Sanctuary. Check out our adorable previous adoptees:</span><br /></span><ul style="font-family:arial;"><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2007/11/gobble-gobble.html" target="_blank">Luna (2007)<br /></a></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2006/11/adopt-turkey-dont-eat-one.html" target="_blank">Macadamia (2006)<br /></a></span></li></ul><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">This year, instead of eating a turkey, consider </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.adoptaturkey.org/" target="_blank">adopting one.</a><span style="font-family:arial;"> It's tax-deductible, cholesterol-free, and cruelty-free – which is a lot more than you can say about a drumstick.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-2006072821246324189?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-92112274430412876872008-11-09T11:03:00.005-05:002008-11-09T11:23:10.011-05:00honeydew-pomegranate jigglers<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRcNUKm97vI/AAAAAAAAELY/Iy64Lxznr6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2588.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRcNUKm97vI/AAAAAAAAELY/Iy64Lxznr6Y/s400/IMG_2588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266692929329426162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Ever get a yen for something simple and fruity to cleanse your palette? How about sparkling ruby pomegranate seeds suspended in a celadon sea of honeydew melon? These colorful jigglers give you all the nutrients and fiber of fruit – and a little sugar rush, to boot. And I suspect that kids will love them, especially when you make them in molds. [Great lunch box fodder.] </span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRcMrKa1ilI/AAAAAAAAELQ/pH540P1cGpk/s1600-h/IMG_2582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRcMrKa1ilI/AAAAAAAAELQ/pH540P1cGpk/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266692224903907922" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >Molded jiggler "flower</span><span style="font-size:85%;">"<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You can make jigglers with agar-agar and just about any fruit or juice you have on hand. For information on working with agar, see my post on </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://urbanvegan.blogspot.com/2008/02/easy-passionfruit-mousse-agar-agar.html" target="_blank">agar basics.</a><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-9211227443041287687?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-36872113745587194682008-11-07T22:38:00.007-05:002008-11-07T23:26:46.582-05:00stuffed squash, 10 ways<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRUOhCAVMUI/AAAAAAAAEK4/1avKuwciYrU/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRUOhCAVMUI/AAAAAAAAEK4/1avKuwciYrU/s400/IMG_2549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266131299916394818" border="0" /></a>This is a Thanksgiving no-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">brainer</span>. Actually, it's an anytime no-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">brainer</span>: nutritious, decadent and easy to make, all at once.<br /><br />Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Halve an acorn squash and remove the seeds. [If you're feeling Martha-Stewart industrious and/or Amy-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Dacyzyn</span> frugal, wash off the seeds, and salt and toast them]. Oil and salt the squash halves, and place them cut-side down on a greased cookie sheet. Bake for about 25 minutes, or until the squash is soft.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRUPCHXlXaI/AAAAAAAAELA/0cuDxVtSQcA/s1600-h/IMG_2543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRUPCHXlXaI/AAAAAAAAELA/0cuDxVtSQcA/s400/IMG_2543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266131868291784098" border="0" /></a>Here' are the squash halves, just out of the oven. [I think they'd make a cute bikini top.] Cut a sliver off the bases near the stems so that the squash will be able to stand without toppling. Flip them over, rub each half generously with maple syrup or agave nectar and stuff with your filling of choice. Here are 10 ideas, to get you started:<br /><ol><li>Traditional bread stuffing: my favorite. I make mine with whole grain bread, toasted, powdered pecans, dried cherries, sage and loads of softened onions and celery.</li><li>Cooked brown rice, walnut oil, cranberries, apples and bread crumbs.</li><li>Cooked millet, olive oil, black olives, capers, and tomatoes, with a healthy helping of basil, Millet is especially easy to mold and shape.<br /></li><li>Thai-style veggies, roasted in coconut milk and curry powder.</li><li>Cooked whole wheat couscous, olive oil, toasted almonds, chopped apricots, moistened raisins, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">harissa</span>.</li><li>Potatoes, turnips and parsnips, mashed with grated ginger, olive oil and tons of garlic. A veritable carb-fest!<br /></li><li>Vegan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">chorizo</span>, seasoned with lots of garlic, and mixed with enough bread crumbs to give it a firm consistency.</li><li>Barley, tomatoes, green beans, olive oil and onion, seasoned with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Herbes</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">de</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Provençe</span> and nutritional yeast.<br /></li><li>Chopped pears and apples, cranberries, and pomegranate seeds, mixed with cooked spelt, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">za'tar</span>, sumac, olive oil, lemon juice, and salt.</li><li><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Seitan</span>, marinated in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">marsala</span>, oil and a splash of best quality balsamic vinegar, then sauteed with mushrooms and fennel, them mixed with whole grain bread crumbs.<br /></li></ol>Bake the stuffed squash for 20 more minutes. Then let me know how you stuffed <span style="font-style: italic;">your</span> squash.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-3687211374558719468?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-87898764186319561442008-11-05T10:14:00.012-05:002008-11-05T11:08:59.594-05:00sweet success!<span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRG6CyyTJmI/AAAAAAAAEKo/L04-G-lwzyI/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRG6CyyTJmI/AAAAAAAAEKo/L04-G-lwzyI/s400/IMG_2539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265193996528068194" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Obama won the election.</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" > And the Phillies won the World Series. And California voters overwhelmingly said yes to Proposition 2, a precedent-setting act that bans 3 of the cruelest factory farming confinement devices: battery cages, veal crates and gestation crates. All this within a week. I'm not sure I can take all this excitement. Although I usually reserve baking fancy breakfast goodies for weekends, today, it was high time to celebrate sweet success. This morning for breakfast, I made my Raspberry Swirl Pound Cake with Limoncello Glaze.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRG68z2XjbI/AAAAAAAAEKw/bB-ceh3iKKU/s1600-h/IMG_2536.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SRG68z2XjbI/AAAAAAAAEKw/bB-ceh3iKKU/s400/IMG_2536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265194993245982130" border="0" /></a>This very American pound cake gets a dash of European sophistication from </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >fiori di Sicilia,</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" > the citrus essence used in Pannetone. Fresh lemon juice, lemon zest and a Limoncello glaze reach across the aisles to tease out the raspberries' tart, slightly cloying flavor.<br /><br />It's a beautiful day. Bask in it, kids!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-8789876418631956144?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-49536154356073992002008-11-03T10:36:00.011-05:002008-11-03T18:14:04.485-05:00pablo, the sports fan<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cb762dd29a08f0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujqhzipGijX_QQtjnpW0vT8oZVnuUOweafIzm00jcyZlPM9XShGS154dvySqqMinJb4C6bEAQuJNceFX57LN4p9iPMKp1yrPBhoLFWYtceIbpr6OL_BAMponNpx-Bl5ki9s-AqHgvlDD8AVBtA3TmpoQhNopwNEtyLsMNo_lwshxMtQpiG5lqKMc4eFamn7cKyUZ5EHqcoD71t_SecRcjCaX%26sigh%3Dv6LpDK4oixpEMxone0iTaVMNzEI%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cb762dd29a08f0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DOBJKiO9Q-AevYH4y7_4C8VbmRbY&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAKXn9zyzXTyW6NoE_4ojujqhzipGijX_QQtjnpW0vT8oZVnuUOweafIzm00jcyZlPM9XShGS154dvySqqMinJb4C6bEAQuJNceFX57LN4p9iPMKp1yrPBhoLFWYtceIbpr6OL_BAMponNpx-Bl5ki9s-AqHgvlDD8AVBtA3TmpoQhNopwNEtyLsMNo_lwshxMtQpiG5lqKMc4eFamn7cKyUZ5EHqcoD71t_SecRcjCaX%26sigh%3Dv6LpDK4oixpEMxone0iTaVMNzEI%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cb762dd29a08f0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DOBJKiO9Q-AevYH4y7_4C8VbmRbY&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /></div>Pablo is quite the sports lover. Never one to just sit back and be a couch potato, he prefers to get into the action, as you can see here. He never misses a soccer match.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-913a2dcf3818a6e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAOF-u9WtopylwZ9XHAqIS4QNgKISJG4wPpHDtZXmoG1ksERkCGbjffMcg75ydaI1Il3kc91aMpmyTqij_upt69exf9TveVFBsV3mwzIISTk0FOlDwnA9qJywKlt9nAdnkMbDFqtWBoEPhY136XR9gSDDwVmiVJuSKyGaPbgKEXDjyRHVZ_Gfp--qlyHD0xtNyokwD_CnYDIYZdPNNh9L3Q3Gse8mJZxEHbXr55mYZTej%26sigh%3D1pKa1Tr2ZCQkfk62-L_GDfxgrMg%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D913a2dcf3818a6e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D6yggfPnYk5AKprxUhGD7vO3Ot5o&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAOF-u9WtopylwZ9XHAqIS4QNgKISJG4wPpHDtZXmoG1ksERkCGbjffMcg75ydaI1Il3kc91aMpmyTqij_upt69exf9TveVFBsV3mwzIISTk0FOlDwnA9qJywKlt9nAdnkMbDFqtWBoEPhY136XR9gSDDwVmiVJuSKyGaPbgKEXDjyRHVZ_Gfp--qlyHD0xtNyokwD_CnYDIYZdPNNh9L3Q3Gse8mJZxEHbXr55mYZTej%26sigh%3D1pKa1Tr2ZCQkfk62-L_GDfxgrMg%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&nogvlm=1&thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D913a2dcf3818a6e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D6yggfPnYk5AKprxUhGD7vO3Ot5o&messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Pablo enjoys hockey just as much as he loves soccer. And American football, too. Last night, he almost intercepted an onscreen pass. I just tell him what my mom told me: "Don't sit so close to the television!"<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-4953615435607399200?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-18569461581383309612008-10-31T14:14:00.007-05:002008-11-02T10:04:36.277-05:00vegan mofo :: ninja ginga' bread<span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQtaDxCRxbI/AAAAAAAAEKg/zAEd4-C4YsQ/s1600-h/IMG_2526.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQtaDxCRxbI/AAAAAAAAEKg/zAEd4-C4YsQ/s400/IMG_2526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263399610261554610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" > Amy, one of my dear readers and a new vegan, wrote and asked for some Thanksgiving recipe ideas. So I give you my recipe for <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ninja Ginga' Bread. </span>It's so named because its sophisticated flavors are not for the faint of heart.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >[Stay tuned for more ideas, Amy.] </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Being a city girl, I choose to ignore gingerbread conventions and instead start a few trends of my own. While most gingerbread recipes rely on light, dainty molasses, I use Blackstrap Molasses, since I adore its deep, damp muskiness. I also don’t think that white flour has any business going anywhere near a gingerbread batter. But adding a helping of nutty teff flour to the spelt flour-based batter complements the spectrum of spices. Best-quality Dutch cocoa powder, espresso powder, and a splash of best-quality balsamic vinegar...yes, balsamic vinegar! ... further round out the heady flavors of this seasonal favorite. It’s delicious as is, better when slightly warmed, and through-the-roof good when served slightly warmed, with a large scoop of vanilla soy ice cream or vegan whipped cream, which helps to balance the ninja assault of autumnal spices.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >NINJA GINGA' BREAD </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1½ cup spelt flour</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ¼ cup teff flour</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 2 heaping T soy flour</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ½ cup brown sugar, packed</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ¼ cup coconut oil</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1/3 cup unsweetened applesauce</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ¼ cup dark corn syrup</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1/2 cup Blackstrap molasses<br />* 2 T Dutch cocoa powder</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 2 tsp espresso powder</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1 T baking powder</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1 T powdered ginger</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1 tsp cinnamon</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ¼ tsp cloves</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ¼ tsp salt</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1 tsp vanilla extracts</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• 1 tsp rum extract (optional, but wonderful)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• ½ tsp balsamic vinegar</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• Few drops orange oil</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >• Confectioner’s sugar, for dusting</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Serves 9</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 9 x 9 inch baking pan.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In a large bowl, with electric mixer, cream together oil, applesauce, brown sugar, corn syrup, extracts, and orange oil until smooth (Depending on the temperature, the coconut oil may not totally dissolve, This is normal.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In another large bowl, sift together the dry ingredients. Slowly add the dry ingredients to the wet, about a cup at a time, mixing each time until smooth. Pour the batter into the pan and bake for 30-40 minutes, or until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. </span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQtZok14p1I/AAAAAAAAEKY/hrYaXuVBbHg/s1600-h/vegan+mofo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 78px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQtZok14p1I/AAAAAAAAEKY/hrYaXuVBbHg/s200/vegan+mofo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263399143131883346" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-1856946158138330961?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24924797.post-11906622086446684832008-10-30T11:02:00.012-05:002008-10-30T11:22:46.846-05:00vegan mofo :: phillies victory dinner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQncru6eG9I/AAAAAAAAEJo/fTOqwfkDqzc/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQncru6eG9I/AAAAAAAAEJo/fTOqwfkDqzc/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262980283444894674" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Phinally</span>! Last night, the Philadelphia <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Phillies</span> clenched the World Series title, after 28 long years. I was in 10<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span> grade the last time we won. What did we eat to celebrate?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnbtLd6KZI/AAAAAAAAEJg/mb5ByZPTuTc/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnbtLd6KZI/AAAAAAAAEJg/mb5ByZPTuTc/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262979208777968018" border="0" /></a>Homemade gnocchi with <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">red </span>sauce, of course! Served with <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">red </span> wine.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQndbaOlMII/AAAAAAAAEJw/rhTn_9z-HTQ/s1600-h/IMG_2517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQndbaOlMII/AAAAAAAAEJw/rhTn_9z-HTQ/s400/IMG_2517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981102525821058" border="0" /></a>Here are the gnocchi, resting on my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Silpat</span> just before cooking. I use spelt flour along with the potatoes. Use the tines of the fork to make gentle indentations in the dough. They do more than just look pretty: they grab the sauce.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnd3FuGjVI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/UGkkFYWrDZc/s1600-h/IMG_2518.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnd3FuGjVI/AAAAAAAAEJ4/UGkkFYWrDZc/s400/IMG_2518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981578057223506" border="0" /></a>Here's the marinara sauce, simmering....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQneki91DuI/AAAAAAAAEKI/wSGu3t_pfyE/s1600-h/IMG_2519.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQneki91DuI/AAAAAAAAEKI/wSGu3t_pfyE/s400/IMG_2519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262982359001927394" border="0" /></a>And here are the happy little gnocchi, swimming in the sauce.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnfO9bMQTI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/k848E90scFo/s1600-h/vegan+mofo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Zv_DtKsoQk/SQnfO9bMQTI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/k848E90scFo/s200/vegan+mofo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262983087658910002" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24924797-1190662208644668483?l=urbanvegan.blogspot.com'/></div>urban veganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01541085454822240908noreply@blogger.com11