Browsing:

Tag: black-eyed peas

And So Are the Days of Our Lives…

This year, the summer seems endless. I never know what day is and thus time is passing in giant chunks of leisure. This is my daily life right now. Until it isn’t. So I am basking. Above, an amazing tempeh rib special from Red Fern. Cornbread, sweet potato mash, pilaf Read more…


Falling For Fall

Another perfect day inside Autumn.  Today on Hawk Falls Trail in Hickory Run State Park in White Haven, PA for waterfalls and foliage. The glorious mist on a beautiful early Fall day Waiting for everyone to leave… …because I wanted to go in!   Ok, so it’s cold but it might be Read more…


Two Brunches in New Jersey

I am delighted to kick-off the first V.V. report that highlights the vegan wonders of my neighboring states: the Tristate area. As you may or may not know, New Jersey has a lot to offer a vegan.  To start, take these two wonderful eateries… Vital Dining, a vibrant new take on Jamaican in pleasant downtown Read more…


Last Hurrah in San Francisco

Almost time to head back east! So I started the day with a donut, a Pepples Donut. The Ferry Building has a market place with high-brow eats, and this Oakland-based all-vegan donut maker has a little outpost there.  The selection was extensive.  I choose the salted caramel (well-recommended) and skipped Read more…


Vegan Long Island Roaming [Part 2]

Sweet To Lick Vegan Bakery in Williston Park was 11 days old when I visited. The fresh space has been a bakery for many years… but now it is home to Long Island’s first all-vegan bakery.Baker and owner Michael had a delicious spread for us, as I expected. I have been a Read more…


Day 12 in Deutschland, Easy Vegan in Bremen

After brief appreciation (Griswald Grand Canyon style) of Kölner Dom, I moved on from Köln. With my days counting down quickly, I needed to do some cities flash pan speed. I boarded an early train north, foolishly thinking it’d be a quiet and secluded ride. Right smack in the middle Read more…


Vegan in N’awlins

Wandering around a sleepy French Quarter in the morning, one can feel the residual debauchery absorbed in the buildings. You can smell it. Like when, after a night of drinking, your liver pushes metabolized alcohol out of your skin, the streets are coated. I find that I enjoy the area Read more…


Kate’s Joint

I’ve been going to Kate’s Joint since the 90’s… when vegan wasn’t as easy… when the stop for the Unturkey Club energized me fully in between record store shopping… When there were no blogs because there was no internet… When you had to find things on your own and, so, Read more…