Hey ya'll! We just got home from another trip, this time to the
Animal Rights National Conference in Los Angeles. I'm sorry to say that we didn't go to attend the workshops and talks this time, but to exhibit. We still had a great time though, even if a big chunk of our time was spent in a weirdly-lit hotel ballroom. We met many of our customers in person, which is always nice. And we got to hang out with some friends, which made the trip even more fun. But you just want to know about the food, don't you?
On the night we arrived, we were starving from our long day of travel. Unfortunately, the hotel we stayed in was right next to the airport, which isn't really close to anything. Letting our stomachs rule the day, we got a taxi to take us to the
Native Foods in Westwood, in the middle of rush hour traffic. That shit cost $30 one way. The food at Native Foods was basic, good, vegan fare. Nothing earth shattering, but I would still love to have a place like this in Atlanta that served great vegan sandwiches and veggie bowls. I had a "save the chicken" wrap with fries and edamame, and Ken had a veggie bowl with kale as the main focus, I think. It had some of the mock chicken in it, as well.


I did enjoy Native Foods, and I would definitely try them again if I should every be back that way. I have to say though, when we were there, the place was so dirty. The dining area was up in a small loft, which had mabe six tables. The tables were all crummy and dirty, needing some serious attention from a wet cloth. The floor was sticky, too. We were so travel weary that we didn't really care at the time. And the bathroom. Oh, lordy the bathroom! It was the worst. I mean, unflushed toilet, used, open-faced maxi pad, paper towels waded up on the floor, sink covered in water... whoever was in there before me must have bathed a dog in the sink just after tossing her nasty pad around. It was awful. But, I'm sure it can't be like that all the time. We must have just caught them after a busy lunch rush or something. For the record, I left the bathroom in better condition that I found it, by wiping the sink, flushing the toilet (twice, even), and using a wad of paper towels to toss the pad in the trash can. Blech.
Don't you want to hear more about food after that lovliness?!
By the next night, we had learned about
Veggie Grill. This place is amazing. Veggie Grill is a fast food type of establishment, only vegan. And the service was really friendly and quick, too. We loved Vegie Grill so much that we ate there two days in a row! If Veggie Grill were in Atlanta, I would eat there all the dang time. I had the Sante Fe Crispy "Chicken" with sweet potato fries, and Ken had the Chipotle BBQ with steamed kale. Everything was A+.


The fries came with this amazing vegan chipotle (?) ranch dippig sauce. I'm pretty sure that I don't need regular access to that sauce, for the sake of my waist. That shit was gooood.
Veggie Grill was located in a strip mall that was across the street from a Whole Foods. We decided to waste some time there, and randomly stumbled upon VEGAN COOKIE DOUGH GELATO being served at the gelato bar. What, what?!

With our bellies full of vegan fast food and gelato, we thought it might be a good idea to walk back to the hotel. After all, the hotel was only three miles away and the taxi to get us there cost $20 this time. So off we went.
... two and a half hours and maybe five miles later, we found ourselves being blown up against a chain length fence, with airplanes landing just over our heads. Let's just say the area around our hotel and the airport isn't exactly pedestrian friendly. There was a bus, but we didn't know which one to take, and we didn't have cash on us anyway. I got a sunburned forehead from that one. Good times.
On our fourth night in LA, we headed out to the valley (I think it's the valley...) with a group of friends to a fancy place called
Madeleine Bistro. Madeleine Bistro is a pretty nondescript looking place, with decor that was so bland I couldn't even tell you what it looked like. But the food! The food wasn't food, it was
cuisine. Everything we tried was so delicious and creative. Ken and I shared several small plates:
Yellow corn grits, ragout of wild mushrooms and haricots verts

Lemon-rosemary seitan, grilled asparagus crepe

The bigger macque (two no beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese…)

Chocolate soufflé, vanilla ice crème

Cannolis, Italian strawberry salad

Yes, I ordered grits and a vegan big mac at a fancy restaurant. You can take the girl out'the trailer park, but you can't take the trailer park out'the girl, I suppoose. But they were
fancy grits!

New friends and old friends. That's Ken over there in the Cosmo's tee, then Chad (from
Food Fight), Jackie (from
Alternative Outfitters), Sara, Elsbeth, Josh (from
Herbivore), Ashley, Will (
Green is the New Red), Dave?, and me. It was a great night after working the exhibit table all day.

Chad's shirt says,
"Never Trust an Ex-Vegan". True, true.

Jackie and Josh. This was my first time meeting Jackie, and she is such a sweetheart! Okay, Josh is a sweetheart, too.
Although Los Angeles had plenty of good vegan food to offer, we really were there to work. We set up a Cosmo's table in the exhibit room, where we spent three days talking with nice people, meeting some of our customers in person, and selling the good stuff.
Our table:

We were set up right next to the
Earthlings table, which was a sad reminder of why we were all there to begin with. it was a bit hard to hear the audio from this film running next to us all day, and to see people stop and watch the footage, then break down and cry. It's probably the most violent movie of all time, and it's all real footage of how humans routinely treat animals.

Colleen Patrick-Goudreau stopped by our table, so I had to play the fan girl and ask her to pose with her new book,
The Vegan Table. She was very nice, as I expected. And her husband laughed at my use of the term "fan girl". Hey, I'm obessed with vegan cookbooks. What can I say?

This is Danielle. She works at
Follow Your Heart, also known as The Magical Place Where Vegenaise is Born.

We also met Diana and Eric, creators of
Happycow.net. Such nice people, this family! We love Happy Cow. Their site is essential when traveling. They also had their adorable little baby girl with them, whose name, I'm sorry to say, I do not remember.

We met a lot of other amazing activists, including several of the folks from
Sea Shepherd. I wasn't gutsy enough to get them to pose for photos, though. I hate to bother people with cameras.
Except Josh. I don't mind bothering him with photos. Here he is with
Erik Marcus.

On our last night in town, we were invited to a get together. Some friends were house sitting and dog sitting a tremendous home in the area. Actually, I have no idea where it was. I wasn't driving, and I wasn't really paying attention to how we got there. But I'm glad we went, because we had a wonderful time hanging out with people, swimming in a heated salt water pool (!), and grilling out vegan food.
Ken helping man the grill.


The next morning we packed up and flew home, weary but happy.
Biscoff Cookies! The only tolarable thing about flying. I can get these at a store near our house, but I only really want them on planes. I still think that Biscoff cookies crumbled into cinnamon ice cream would rule, though.

Thanks for reading, if you made it this long! I have some good cooking planned over the next few days. Getting back into the swing of things.