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LI Vegan: Tula Kitchen

I learned of Bay Shore’s Tula Kitchen after the New York Times got sloppy seconds to my thorough blog reporting of Three Brothers of Rockville Centre. After eye-balling the menu, with echoes of  ”sesame-crusted tofu” and “speared seitan over coconut basmati”, I decided that Tula Kitchen was a must-hit. Overcoming a blizzard’s aftermath, the Greek’s [...]

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Giving Thanks, Part II: Food Not Bombs

I am thankful for the ability to put my ideals in action. This past weekend I had the chance to partake in a very special event hosted by Long Island Food Not Bombs. I helped share thousands of pounds of packaged foods, hot, prepared vegan dishes, fruits, vegetables, clothing and books with the people in [...]

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The calm before the storm…

I haven’t been in the kitchen much at all these days. But that will change very, very soon. The holiday marathon of cooking, pot lucks, food shares and Christmas cookies begins this weekend. And for the first time ever, I will be responsible for the entire Thanksgiving meal at my parent’s house. This is a colossal [...]

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VeganMoFo #12: More Long Island Vegan Eats

Tiger Lily Cafe is a cute little spot for hearty veg grub in Port Jefferson, Long Island. They’ve got an ample selection of vegetarian prepared foods, wraps and sandwiches, as well as some vegan baked goods and fresh juice, smoothie and coffee concoctions. It was definitely a satisfying find! On the total package tip, the [...]

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VeganMoFo #11: Vegan Pizza… On Long Island?!

Before I start let me just say that I am really excited about this post. Never before have I wanted to spread the world about an eatery! But I’m getting ahead of myself… First, as Daiya cheese is sweeping the vegan world, the list of places to enjoy it keeps on growing. I noticed recently [...]

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Cinderella and Cinderella

When I was a tween watching Headbangers Ball, I internalized the possibility that long-haired metal guys could infiltrate my daily life and save me from the tedium, save me from, say, school, or an arguing father. It seemed completely rational to me that Twisted Sister might show up to help convince my folks to let [...]

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The Path to Salvation: The Salvation Army

Denver, CO I am an avid thrifthunter.  Apparently it was decided in the stars, as noted in Starsky and Cox’s Sextrology {Thee most spot-on description of the Libra woman I ever did read, including such accurate details as my shoe size}.  I’ve traveled coast-to-coast collecting knick-knacks and thing-a-mybobs, often expeditioning solely for a thrift prospect. [...]

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There Ain’t No Island Left For Islanders Like Me

I’ve always thought that there is something powerfully romantic about the sea. Aaaah, an expanse of salty tempestuousness! Being drawn to an elusive pioneering spirit too often lost within the confines of the nowadays, I admire those who give their life to the land, the water, the Earth; those who feel her shift and buckle [...]

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My Own Post-Punk Kitchen

I went vegetarian when I was 16 years old. At the time this decision was much like the color of my hair (swatch: n): a statement against societal norms. Both were a rebellion against what I, in the wake of my development as an young adult, chose not to support… in the case of my [...]

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Food Homecoming

Throughout my 8-week stay in Southeast Asia, I pined for New York comsumables as if long lost lovers. Foods that supplemented my hungry senses short walks or subway rides away ranked high on the collective pang unit of my new daily life. But, arriving to New York and whisked to a room sweetly stocked with [...]

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Karen Zamboni’s Day Off

I woke up this past Monday morning realizing, in the frenzy of a rather bizarre Sunday night, that I had forgotten to return my car rental. I’d be responsible for an additional day’s rate regardless of whether I returned it 10 minutes or 10 hours after this realization. A quick check of the weather sealed [...]

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Geographic History

I was born on Long Island. My mother, a Brooklynite, and my father, from the Bronx, left a little apartment on Staten Island to find a suburban home with full amenities for my sister, two brothers and I. A yard, a swing set, better schools, a red and yellow tulip-lined driveway, etc. Putting aside their [...]

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