TOFU LICENSE PLATE DENIED BY COLORADO DEPARTMENT OF MOTOR VEHICLES (Associated Content, Inc.) — A Colorado woman’s request for a certain license plate was denied by the state after close examination, according to the AP. The license plate, which utilizes the letters ILVTOFU, was rejected by state officials. The woman, Kelly Coffman-Lee, apparently consumes tofu as a big part of her diet, and she claimed that she wanted to share her love for tofu with others.
The Division of Motor Vehicles, best known as the DMV, denied her request for the license plate. ILVTOFU could be misinterpreted as an inappropriate statement by other drivers on the road. Apparently, the DMV rejects a significant amount of potential license plates every single year due to potentially obscene phrases or associations.
Coffman-Lee is a vegan, and she claims that the DMV misinterpreted her message. While this may be the case, it is clear that people could easily get the wrong impression from the combination of letters. The DMV probably doesn’t mind that she is a vegan herself—rather, they are just looking to protect themselves from any potential issues that may arise from the plate.
One thing that Coffman-Lee could look into doing is simply reorganizing the order or combination of words on her license plate. For instance, she could look into stating “Tofu I Love,” or something else of the sort. While “tofu” is a very troubling word to put on a license plate in itself, there is a slight chance that changing up her words could allow for the license plate to pass through the Department of Motor Vehicles.
The DMV keeps a keen eye out for any license plate proposals that may be considered inappropriate by the general public. They also look for references to drugs, gangs, and sexual associations. In my opinion, this is a great thing to do—the public should be protected from anything that could be considered widely inappropriate.
So New York City was sweltering this weekend. We beat our previous record high (84) by noon on Saturday as heat climbed all the way to 89! Between the need to be out and about and celebrate spring with friends and drinks, I was not in my kitchen all weekend. Here are my gluttonous choices:
A 2 a.m. post-bar run to Foodswings gave me a stomach ache, of course. I opted for the “rib” sandwich and “cheese” fries and annihilated them in record speed. How did I ever eat at this place sober? Indeed a guilty pleasure… as the pictures show.
The greasy, cheesy aftermath.
Of course, the hearty hangover brunch. Wok Man and Wok Roommate and I hit Greenpoint’s Brooklyn Label with our bikes. Oh, what a glorious day for a bike ride! It seemed that everyone was out n’ about… many scantily-clad in honor of the sun. (Hmm, so a 40 degree jump in a couple of short days? Does anyone else think this is too soon for 90 degree weather?) I got the only vegan dish on the menu at Brooklyn Label, the tofu and potato scramble. Boy was it delicious. Pared with some fresh-squeezed o.j. and I think I found my new favorite brunch spot.
As night fell and temperatures were still warm, I took a second bike ride and shared some vegan ice cream treats at Penny Licks. I got the mixed berry sundae with walnuts on top. It hit the spot.
Here’s to another New York City 5 minute spring!
The other day a good friend of mine took a jab at her ex-boyfriend, yelling, “My god! I mean, his homepage is The Satorialist. How absolutely ridiculous is that?!” The thing is, this comment kind of hit the nail on the head. It is pretty ridiculous, fittingly ridiculous. Then I wondered… what if said friend took a gander at my internet history, the ever-revealing drop-down menu? Would I have something to hide, something she may exclaim insultingly if the opportunity ever presented itself? Probably not.
Ever since the interweb began, I’ve never quite shook the Fox Mulder-ing notion that I was not surfing alone, that somewhere someone sometime my internet conduct was being archived somewhere. My curious, roaming clicks would reveal my character in some inevitable way. I was suspicious of technology. Now it is ingrained in my daily life in so many ways. I order my groceries, pay bills and manage my accounts, sell photographs, make reservations, find recipes, share recipes, shop, research, check the weather, watch videos online… none of these tasks are monumental or special in any way. You do the same, I’m sure. But I’ve been thinking about how significant a role the internet plays in my life and it is starting to make me feel a bit vulnerable.
I’m a bit overwhelmed. It seems the careful planning and sequencing I practiced in my undergraduate studies has given way to graduate level cramming. This is a new experience for me, the usually-neurotic planstress. In an effort to keep my butt in the chair facing the screen I’ve increased my caloric intake. Some quick bites in between papers…
Sometimes I wish I lived far from New York City so I could visit and go to Babycakes. I know this makes no sense at all. But I’ve traveled far and wide in my vegan bakery quest. It seems unfair to just hop on the subway or, better yet, take a spin with Max so he can get some gluten-free yummers. I’m used to extending far more effort for a delicious cupcake. (Their new location is opening in Los Angeles soon so perhaps I’ll live the dream.) Anyway, I usually opt for a vanilla cupcake at Babycakes. In fact, I hadn’t had a chocolate since the small bakery opened 4 or so years ago. This time, at 10:50 p.m. mere minutes from closing, I had to take what they had to offer: chocolate-chocolate! What the heck was I thinking!? The chocolate cupcake was absolutely delish. An aside, I can’t help but post this adorable video Babycaker Erin McKenna put together to promo her new book out May 5!
And speaking of adorable vegan ladies, Kylie is the author of one of my new favorite blogs, the baking bird. She had a scrumptious posting on Vcon‘s banana bread that inspired my utilizing the leftover farmhouse bananas. CandyPenny and I scrambled to pull it all together after a fast-food yoga class but we overshot. Unnecessary evening caloric intake aside, it had to be done. For some reason I couldn’t even begin my class assignments till these bananas were taken care of… having their blackened peels sitting in my fruit bowl would have distracted me way too much. Back to the adorable vegan ladies, where are all the vegan fellows? Or, more specifically, where are all the vegan guy bloggers? Do they exist out there? Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about the Vegan Dilf but he seems to be an anomaly. I’ve grown weary of males as just the sidekicks in the vegan blog world. Anyone know any good links?
As a vegan of many, many years, I am the backboard to occasional commentary and inquisition from omnivores, many well-intentioned but backed in myth and misinformation, many defensive to the implicit righteousness of practicing veganism and many just simply curious. My being vegan, to some, is just so hard to understand. But the rationale is simple: an animal-based diet harms the environment, our health and millions of sentient beings. But position those absolutes against years of habit and the widespread nutritional fables passed to us from our families, advertisers, etc, and you got a breeding ground for a heavy and heated discourse. In fact, I spent years as a sort of “this is my choice, that’s yours, end of discussion”-type vegan, resisting the potentially alienating and mutully frustrating discussions that may arise. But even that gets tiring.
Rearing cattle produces more greenhouse gases than driving cars, UN report warnsCattle-rearing generates more global warming greenhouse gases, as measured in CO2 equivalent, than transportation, and smarter production methods, including improved animal diets to reduce enteric fermentation and consequent methane emissions, are urgently needed, according to a new United Nations report released today.
“Livestock are one of the most significant contributors to today’s most serious environmental problems,” senior UN Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO) official Henning Steinfeld said. “Urgent action is required to remedy the situation.”
Cattle-rearing is also a major source of land and water degradation, according to the FAO report, Livestock’s Long Shadow–Environmental Issues and Options, of which Mr. Steinfeld is the senior author.
“The environmental costs per unit of livestock production must be cut by one half, just to avoid the level of damage worsening beyond its present level,” it warns.
When emissions from land use and land use change are included, the livestock sector accounts for 9 per cent of CO2 deriving from human-related activities, but produces a much larger share of even more harmful greenhouse gases. It generates 65 per cent of human-related nitrous oxide, which has 296 times the Global Warming Potential (GWP) of CO2. Most of this comes from manure.
And it accounts for respectively 37 per cent of all human-induced methane (23 times as warming as CO2), which is largely produced by the digestive system of ruminants, and 64 per cent of ammonia, which contributes significantly to acid rain.
With increased prosperity, people are consuming more meat and dairy products every year, the report notes. Global meat production is projected to more than double from 229 million tonnes in 1999/2001 to 465 million tonnes in 2050, while milk output is set to climb from 580 to 1043 million tonnes.
The global livestock sector is growing faster than any other agricultural sub-sector. It provides livelihoods to about 1.3 billion people and contributes about 40 per cent to global agricultural output. For many poor farmers in developing countries livestock are also a source of renewable energy for draft and an essential source of organic fertilizer for their crops.
Livestock now use 30 per cent of the earth’s entire land surface, mostly permanent pasture but also including 33 per cent of the global arable land used to producing feed for livestock, the report notes. As forests are cleared to create new pastures, it is a major driver of deforestation, especially in Latin America where, for example, some 70 per cent of former forests in the Amazon have been turned over to grazing.
At the same time herds cause wide-scale land degradation, with about 20 per cent of pastures considered degraded through overgrazing, compaction and erosion. This figure is even higher in the drylands where inappropriate policies and inadequate livestock management contribute to advancing desertification.
The livestock business is among the most damaging sectors to the earth’s increasingly scarce water resources, contributing among other things to water pollution from animal wastes, antibiotics and hormones, chemicals from tanneries, fertilizers and the pesticides used to spray feed crops.
Beyond improving animal diets, proposed remedies to the multiple problems include soil conservation methods together with controlled livestock exclusion from sensitive areas; setting up biogas plant initiatives to recycle manure; improving efficiency of irrigation systems; and introducing full-cost pricing for water together with taxes to discourage large-scale livestock concentration close to cities.
(You can check out more detail on the UN’s report, Livestock’s Long Shadow, here.)
Ever since Wok Man and I retreated to Western Massachusetts for some rustic living in October of 2008 (blogged here), we’ve wanted to bring a large group to Noble View‘s farmhouse. This past weekend, about 5 months since the initial plan was brought to court, a group of 15 intrepid souls packed it up and ditched electricity, running water and the usual luxuries. The group, plucked from their comfy homes in Brooklyn, Queens, Long Island and Chicago, built fires, sawed logs, mastered propane interior lighting, cooked via campfire, braved isolated outhouses pushed back within the pitch-black night and, lit by the moon and the stars, lost the city. Here was my sustenance:
Lots of sun
veggie dogs
Texas burgers
brews and firesnon-potable water
vegan s’mores
roasting Dandies
baseball
vegan pancakes

spicy chili
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This recipe won the blue ribbon at the Iowa State Fair. And the recipe is totally vegan. How do ya like them corn husks?! I bookmarked it for a rainy day even though I adored the cornbread recipe from the VegNew recipe club I blogged about here. Having to prepare for a rustic weekend at a farmhouse in the Berkshires, I decided to give it a whirl. Allison, one of the fearless 15 spending this weekend with me in the woods, is whipping up a big batch of vegan chili for the occassion. So cornbread was a decidedly a necessity.
I’m also on Saturday morning breakfast duty. So that means my famous whole wheat pancakes+ are in order! (+ meaning with generous Millers Bran and ground flax) Let’s hope there’s no line at the outhouse.
Other weekend munchies:
Goodbye blog, electricity and running water.
I’ve gone into the woods.
These statements have not been evaluated by the Food and Drug Administration. This blog posting is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent hangovers or illness.
Every once and awhile comes a night of excess, the kind that kicks your butt for at least 2 or 3 days afterwards. Control, that rigid and binding nuisance, loses to extenuating circumstances leaving more fluid concentrative forms of ourselves. (Like is said on the Lagunitas delivery trucks: Beer speaks. People mumble.) I find this method of letting loose far more productive then more frequent but lesser-grade licentiousness. It accomplishes a month’s worth of vice in a single evening out. Now that’s efficiency!
Alas, the hangover needs to be fed. Get thee to a brunch spot for a restorative and balanced meal, fresh-squeezed juice, black coffee and a jug of water. Try Sacred Chow‘s Breakfast sandwich: a soy buttermilk biscuit oozing tofu scramble and striped with tempeh strips.
Next: get your potassium back the delicious way: chocolate chip banana bread! Spend the rest of the day shut off watching one of the many amazing HBO series. Don’t forget to remember where you left off for next month’s Do Nothing day!
If you find your immunity down and your throat beginning to grow hoarse and achy, get yourself some chocolate! Studies show that theobromine, an ingredient in chocolate, has a valuable medicinal quality: to suppress the *cough *cough. So indulge in real chocolate, not that watered down milk chocolate kind! You need them flavonoids. (An aside: Although there are many, many food items mistaken as unvegan [or vegan] by the omni-world, it irks me when others say “Oh! You can eat chocolate?!” Yes, rich, delicious, real chocolate… not that Hershey’s “fastfood” chocolate.)
Speaking of *cough *cough, it is crazy to me that there once was a time when heroin was used in over-the-counter children’s cough suppressant! Another ancient remedy that has not since been outlawed is tea.
Papaya is amazing. It’s one of the most nutrient-rich fruits and, therefore, great to munch on when immunity is down. In fact, I ate a half of a huge papaya yesterday amidst my achy, feverish pity-party and today I am shimmying and playing apartment soccer with a Diego kickball.
Other yummies that push out germs and viruses:
- ginger! I drank ginger beers.
- garlic.. it even kills vampires
- guava juice.. it has thee most vitamin C out there
8. Buttons to Push Buttons. When I was a kid there was one phone in the in the house and it was in the kitchen. This phone had a ring so powerful you’d hear it from the basement, the attic and in any of the 4 top floor bedrooms. With four youngins in the household, you can imagine the wear and tear this put upon the poor stairway which buckled like a suspension bridge against mad dash. The phone was beige and brash and utilitarian and did nothing for teen talk. Its chord, permanently stretched from my maneuvering around two corners to sit, tightly leashed, in the living room, allowed for minimum privacy. I’ve been hanging on to this clear, more aesthetically-pleasing phone for a long time now in hopes I could wall mount it conveniently and make up for lost time.
9. Misty Water Colored Memories. Mnemosyne, the Greek goddess of memory, is a goddess you don’t hear much about. But had she not slept with super-stud Zeus for nine nights in a row the 9 Muses would not have been created. So without memory, the creative process cannot take form. This makes a lot of sense. I like to think of memories as invasive pathogens entering not just our thoughts but our movements, our speech, the often mindless patterns we surrender to. They’re uncontrollable, which is why I take such care in attempting to organize them by way of writing, taking pictures; archiving. I’ve always enjoyed a good game of Tetris. This is related somehow.
10. For Crinoline Out Loud, Part II. I have a tutu! A beautiful one at that. Probably one of the most impractical garments in my collection. Speaking of tutus, does anybody remember Tofutti Too-Too‘s? I used to pick them up at the Trader Joe’s on Long Island when I was a new vegan in the 90′s but have yet to see them since. They were a non-dairy kind of Chipwich. Their website doesn’t mention them, as far as I can see, but it seems to be on the fritz.
11. A Boy From the Bronx. I love pouring over old photographs. My closet boxes scattered an entertaining selection of a young me delving into meat lasagnas, a young me donning too much hair gel with a hair-do my sister facilitated/I swore was awesome and me with the standard kid juice face, the natural ruby reds a la Hi-C, no doubt. I also found this little picture of my an Italian boy growing up in the Bronx. He looked a lot like my sister and the younger of my two brothers but I had his lips. Yep, the little boy is my Pop.
12. Glass Eyes. “Here they are looking at you” this glasses holder says. I used this for years before finding another (in this blog posting). It’s imperative I know where my glasses are at all times as I am blind as a bat. Although I am a good candidate for laser eye correction, I enjoy the option of glasses.
Runners up: Every woman needs a solid silver dress, sequined Thai slippers, a fleece pair of K Records gloves and a polka-dot dress .
Yesterday I cleaned out my storage closet. Re-discovering my lost treasures was so exciting. It was like I was at an estate sale of a woman with my exact taste and penchant for kitsch. Below is a list of some of my favorite unearthed treasures and the chain of thoughts they provoke.
1. Sunday gloves that clutch clutches. Between never going to my high school senior prom and the extended adolescence that has many of my friends nowhere near considering marriage, I don’t get to dress up very often. Couple this with my everyday attire being more geared for comfort than femininity and you’ve got the reason behind my whimsical, post-post-feminist backlash penchant for nostalgic housewife.
2. The choker. I bought this purple studded choker years ago on a whim. I don’t remember why and I don’t foresee ever wearing it, save for as an accessory for variety of halloween costumes. I have a lot of items in storage in the same circumstances. I am hoarding these items; it’s another way of archiving. Before I moved across the country years ago, I gave away the entirety of my huge wardrobe of wild and wacky vintage, my collection from years of thrift-obsessing. Now, when I thriftshop and find clothing that only dates back to the 80′s, I regret having given all I had to Beacon’s Closet, when the store was just a small dive on the corner of Bedford and N. 12th.
3. She Wore Blue Velvet. My first exposure to Blue Velvet, the film, was through samplings in Mr. Bungle’s self-titled album. Now I can’t see the material or hear the song (or hear Roy Orbison’s In Dreams, for that matter) without thinking of one of film’s all-time creepiest antagonists, Frank Booth. Maybe that is why this gorgeous full-length blue velvet dress with antique lace trim has been in hiding so long, like Jeffrey Beaumont in the closet.
4. For Crinoline Out Loud. Along with the Sunday gloves comes the crinoline head pieces. You don’t see much of this material in everyday fashion but it is still the hot topic for strippers, French maid costumes and under-the-wedding-gown petticoats. It’s too bad.
5. Freezy Freakies. Do you remember these? Having spent all my childhood in the 80′s I grew up on cereal and thermo-chromism. These amazing gloves’ hidden pictures darkened with the cold temperatures, like magic I thought. Then there were those disposable thermometers at the nurse’s office in elementary school, battery testers, mugs, pens, the resurgence of mood rings and of course Hypercolor, the shirts that paraded your body heat around town like no one’s business. Seems consumers got over this fad.
6. Garbage Pail Kids. It is crazy to me that both Garbage Pail Kids and Cabbage Patch Kids are still around. I remember having many Cabbage Patch Kids. My mom fought other zealous mommies tooth and nail for Toys ‘R Us’s precarious stock loads. I also remember my father taking some of our Garbage Pail Kids first series favorites (Up Chuck and Nasty Nick) to his photocopier at his job and enlarging them for us. Those grainy greyscale xeroxes also seemed like magic.
7. The Clash. I had a collection of vintage go-go dresses that I was too modest to wear out, many of which were lost in my Seattle purge. I collected them more for the colors, the interesting synthetic fabrics’ textures, the large swooping paisleys. I never got rid of this one. It fit me like a glove, which was quite an accomplishment as so many vintage dresses were made by hand to the maker’s exact measurements or far too big.
CupcakeCamp NYC was a total blast! Below is one of my offerings… the marsh-nilla cupcake: golden vanilla cake with a oozing layer of marshmallow topping (from My Sweet Vegan‘s marshmallow mudpie recipe) and dandies on top.
Here, CandyPenny and I represent the vegans well in our separate table. She offers cupcake fiends chocolate peanut butter babies and gluten-free vanilla with a hazelnut icing. Alongside my marsh-nilla are the German chocolate cupcakes I called Khocolate Küchlein (Küchlein being German for cupcake).
Cupcakes and cocktails. What more does a night need?
Big thanks to the dear folks who showed up to support the cupcake cause. I’m sure it had nothing to do with free cupcakes being involved.
The bar was packed as cupcake connoisseurs shimmied and sidestepped from bar to cupcakes, making the rounds with their cameras in hand. Below, the delightful Stacie Joy of Cupcakes Take the Cake, the original hot topic and pipeline for all things cupcake, photographs CP. Click here for their footage of this wonderful event.
Below, a divine close-up of CandyPenny‘s gluten free vanillas.
What a wonderful evening! I can hardly wait for the next CupcakeCamp.
The end.
Not only had I not tried polenta before this evening but I wouldn’t have been able to describe what the heck it was. I’d seen the tubes in stores and had formed an aversion to for some reason. It was only after receiving a recipe from the VegNews Recipe Club in February that I had incubated it to the “must try eventually” list. Having the time and gusto to trek 2 trains and a bus to Redhook’s Fairway this afternoon, in light of spring recess, I threw in a tube of the stuff in my basket along with my cupcake ingredients for tomorrow’s big Cupcake Camp event.
The recipe was quick and easy but, cooking at 450 for 30 minutes, heated the entire apartment to an uncomfortable level. Having used the last of my parchment paper roll, it was time to break in another Christmas present, the Silpat. I also broke in Wok Man’s new camera photographing the crispy little suckers below. They were so so good… crispy on the outside and chewy in the middle, rivaling and defeating the best of fried, dippable animally-derived finger foods like mozzarella and zucchini sticks.
Polenta Fries from VegNews
Serves 4
1 16- to 18-ounce tube of polenta
1 tablespoon olive oil
1-1⁄2 tablespoons fine cornmeal
1⁄2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon rosemary, freshly chopped
1. Preheat oven to 450 degrees. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper and set aside. Peel the thin coating off the polenta (a vegetable peeler works great), and trim into a rectangular shape. Cut in half lengthwise, and then slice into thin strips, each roughly 1⁄3-inch thick.
2. Gently toss polenta in the olive oil, and then dredge in cornmeal. Place on prepared baking sheet and sprinkle with salt and rosemary. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes, turning once or twice, until lightly browned. The fries will get crispier and chewier once they cool. Serve with dips, marinara sauce, or seasoned vinegar.
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