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Vegan New England, Part 4: The Red Lentil
Wait. What? Do you see that? The billboard right outside of our cheap motel in Foxboro, Massachusetts. “Go Vegan!” Well, what do you know. This billboard, part of Peta‘s “Be Healthy. Be Happy. Be Vegan.” campaign was a nice siting. Nicer than the true but kinda offensive Save the Whales campaign that takes aim at [...]
Vegan New England, Part 3: True Bistro
Trying to get to Boston’s True Bistro for brunch before the wedding hadn’t worked out. And unfortunately so. This all-vegan restaurant has one spectacular brunch menu. Considering there was no way I was leaving Boston without trying their delicious-reading menu of high end fare, we had to make a b-line from the ceremony to Somerville [...]
Vegan New England, Part 2: “This may very well renew my faith in humankind.” – M. Berman
Cohasset, Massachusetts is an idyllic setting for New England lovebirds. The ceremony took place in the town’s common, a collection of charming buildings, in a church with a tall steeple poking at the sky. The staff of the Barker Tavern in gorgeous Cohasset, Mass. were wonderfully accommodating, checking in before and after about my vegan [...]
Boston Vegetarian Food Festival
The name of the game at the Boston Vegetarian Food Festival was cupcakes and cheese. Despite the constant stream of attendees and cramped space for exhibits and speakers, the event was vegan foodie heaven! With two floors of generous exhibitors, many household vegan celebrities, and their delicious samples, the hustle and bustle was well worth [...]
Vegan Mofo #24: Weekend Review: From NYC to Northampton
The East Village’s Organic Grill serves a mean tofu omelet. In my previous visits, spanning a few years now, they’ve always used a proprietary blend of vegan cheddar cheese. I was a bit disappointed to learn they have now converted over to Follow Your Heart‘s cheese. The omelet is still the best of its kind but [...]
Baseball Cute
Although I have long held the position of official family weirdo, there are some genes one cannot escape. My mother gave me defined eye brows, long slender fingers and a love for the New York Mets. This dominant trait, passed to her from her own mother, an avid baseball fan, was also passed to my [...]
