I remember the first time I tried pesto. I distinctly recall looking at it and thinking, “Why would anyone voluntarily put this substance in their mouth?”
Then I ate it, and my life was forever changed.
Suddenly, I was eating pesto on everything. Pesto pasta. Pesto lasagne. Pesto pizza. Pesto bagels. Pesto pizza bagels. I was putting pesto on things I probably had no place putting pesto on. It was out of control.
Then I went vegan, realized pesto contained cheese, and abruptly resigned myself to a pesto-less life, figuring making your own pesto must be SO HARD. Lies. Pesto is probably the easiest sauce to make of all time. If you have a food processor and a pulse, you can make pesto. And since this vegan, nut-free variety contains no allergens that I’m currently aware of, you now have NO EXCUSE to deprive yourself of this sweet ambrosia among pasta sauces.
Posted by molly alice on October 15, 2012
I did not grow up helping my mother in the kitchen, largely because my mother did not spend very much time in the kitchen. This was all fine and good with me, seeing as a) I had no interest in being in the kitchen unless ice cream was involved, and b) my mother spent her not-being-in-the-kitchen time doing other things. Like earning her Ph.D.
Because of this, there are probably about 3 or 4 recipes tops that my mother has committed to memory and prepares religiously on at least a biweekly basis. These muffins are one of them.
Posted by molly alice on October 9, 2012
So this weekend I partook for the very first time in a certain quintessential vegan experience.
That’s right, I had my very first Larabar. Color me initiated.
They were a little different than I was expecting. At first, the date flavor kind of hit me in the face (come to think about it, that was probably also the first time I had ever had dates), but once I got over that, they were more than palatable. I think my favorites of the ones I tried were the coconut cream pie and peanut butter cookie — perhaps because those were the only two flavors strong enough to mask the date-y aftertaste.
Overall, I liked them well enough, especially since finding a vegan, gluten-free, soy-free, chocolate-free snack bar is nigh impossible. The soft texture was also a definite plus, as I am plagued with TMJ problems. I can see Larabars growing on me, more so now that I’ve been forced to give up my beloved Clif bars on account of their soy content. At this point, I’m just thankful I don’t have a nut allergy!
… here’s hoping I didn’t just jinx myself there.
Posted by molly alice on October 8, 2012
It’s only day 5 of Vegan MoFo, and already I’m struggling to remember a time before my thoughts were consumed with things like kale chips and Klout scores. Haven’t I always been obsessed with search engine optimization?
And, perhaps more importantly, does all this MoFo mania make me a real blogger, or just a very dedicated poser?
I find that, when faced with such weighty existential questions, the answer is usually muffins. Muffins are always ready to offer their unconditional validation.
Posted by molly alice on October 5, 2012
Some of you don’t need me to tell you what today is.
And some of you do, which is perfectly reasonable and shall evince no judgmental or condemnatory rhetoric from me.
Today is, of course, the first day of my first-ever official participation in VEGAN MOFO!
… which, oddly enough, has nothing to do with Samuel L. Jackson brandishing a stalk of kale.
Posted by molly alice on October 1, 2012