For this first day of the worldwide VeganMoFo, I thought I might talk about how I came to be vegan. I haven't really discussed it here before! I would love to say that as soon as I was born, I held my little fist in the air and proclaimed my veganism. However, being born in a non-vegan family and lacking the necessary cognitive and vocal abilities, this did not happen. My mother works at the University of Queensland, and when I was little I used to go in to work with her sometimes. They have some lovely ponds there, and I remember seeing some beautiful fluffy little ducklings and something clicked in my mind. I first (yes, I use the word first) went vegetarian when I was in Grade 6. I was not super strict though, and had no idea about a balanced vegetarian diet. In Grade 8 or 9 I became quite anaemic and ended up eating meat again. Though I still refrained from eating duck! *sigh* False start number one!
In Grade 11 I decided to become vegetarian again. And this time it stuck. I still remember the first meal I made for myself - it was a vegetarian pizza and it had tomato, mushroom, corn, asparagus and cheese on it. I made this decision two weeks before going away on a Duke of Ed camp to a sheep station in rural Queensland! It was a fairly vitamin-free week of potatoes, pasta and cheese, but I would not be swayed. As time went on, I came to learn more and more about hidden animal ingredients. I avoided gelatine, I started questioning places about the type of oil they used, I only ate 'vegetarian' cheese. After school I went to Wagga Wagga to study equine science (random, I know) and I met a girl in my course who was also vegetarian. All the time I thought more and more about the different ways animals were used in food production. But I still considered going vegan to be 'extreme' and a bit 'crazy'. Oh, I know! Slap me now! But deep inside I knew that vegan was the right thing to do. All production animals lives end in slaughter, and I knew that no living and sentient creature should have the entire value of their being based on what they can produce. I did try and go vegan a couple of times in the first year, but swayed back each time. I didn't like soymilk. I hated tofu. Whatever, excuses!
In 2000 I had to go on prac work at a horse stud just outside Brisbane. I was staying there and had to take my own food. This was it, I decided! I packed my bags with soymilk and other vegan foods, and decided that I would just give myself no other option for the duration. And it stuck - I transitioned into vegan and there I have joyously remained! It was the time of the Sydney Olympics, so although I don't have an exact date I consider September to be my veganversary. The big decade is coming up next year!
OK, that is enough waffling on for the moment. If you are still reading, thanks! I hope to share some more of my vegan journey with you throughout this month. But, let's get down to what it is all about - the food!
Oh yeah! This is the Roman Goddess Menu from Veganomicon! Chickpeas Romesco, Saffron-Garlic Rice and roasted green beans. The chickpeas are saucy and delicious - there is almond meal in the sauce to make it a little bit creamy. But my favourite part is the rice - amazing flavour and the toasted almonds give it a fantastic crunch. I could just eat this on its own. Amazing!
The suggested dessert was Chocolate-Hazelnut Biscotti. This was my first time making biscotti. For some reason it seemed really hard in my head, I don't know why. Bake a GIANT rectangular cookie, slice and bake it again! When mixing, it is meant to resemble a stiff dough, but on a 32 degree Celsius day it was not playing ball. Nothing 10 minutes in the fridge couldn't fix though! After the first baking of the giant cookie, it says to let it cool for half an hour before cutting. I found that the middle of the cookie was still warm and crumbly after this, so I sort of sliced bits off the end, let it sit for a bit, sliced off some more end and so on. Again, it could have been because of the hot day. But the verdict: delicious! Much nicer than some of the vegan biscotti I have bought, which have been dry and dusty.
Cute Cat Photo of the Post
This is my very first cat Mo. And that is a two year old me, hugging her close! There are a lot of photos like that, which me hugging her. She was an exceptionally lovely cat and very patient with the kiddies. Mo passed away when I was in grade 3 after being hit by a car. She was around when I was in the womb, and I think my entire cat lady existence grew from having this beautiful lady in my earliest years.
This has turned into quite the long post! I will try and keep most of them a bit shorter - I know we all have 400 blog posts to read each day for the next month! Happy VeganMoFo all!
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