"That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart"
- Stomach vs. Heart, Barenaked Ladies
My strong love for food began long before I went vegan. In fact, some of my most comforting memories as a child revolved around food in some way or another. From my mom "curing" our sad times by buying us many a McDonald's hot fudge sundae, to my dad offering up our choice of geedunks (military talk for sweets) every time we joined him on a trip to the gas station, my childhood was filled with a steady stream of food equals love. I was pretty much born to be a sugar baby, my genetic code stamped by a long family line of diabetics, depressives, and addicts.
Unfortunately, the fact that I sought comfort in food as a kid and still do today as an adult, probably isn't the healthiest thing to confess here on my food blog. But I'm gonna do it anyway, because I know I'm not the only one. The way I see it, there are worse vices to indulge in than delicious vegan food. I don't drink, smoke, or take drugs, but man, can I tuck into a batch of warm vegan chocolate chip cookies. Besides, I went vegan for ethical reasons, and the animals don't care how much sugar I eat.
I do have a goal to be healthier this year, since the best way to promote veganism is to be a healthy, vibrant vegan myself. That's why I will be scouring the VeganMofo blogs this month, looking for some healthy inspiration. Bring on the kale, people! I'm ready!
Braised romaine with kidney beans over quinoa. See? I do eat healthy sometimes.
