Vegan diaries: Day 1, well almost…
As a naturally converted vegetarian, I have recently contemplated testing the vegan in me for a week. Let’s just say I am still pondering that decision until I just naturally decide I’m ready. That’s how I became a vegetarian. Well, let me explain a bit further.
I never watched a movie on the meat industry. It was a conscious decision but I really just lost a taste for red meat then chicken followed, then tuna, and then eggs. Don’t get me wrong, I ate meat along the way but slowly but surely stopped eating it all together. I was aware eating meat was cruel to animals yet I just didn’t crave the meat anymore. And I am a foodie!
I love food! I enjoy making the food, watching the food being made, and even taking pictures of food. Note, my almost vegan (it has egg) Argentine torta pascualina (Easter cake) that I made for the first time last year. I digress. So I love food. I wish sometimes I could be a food photographer. I love thinking of how to make more vegan pastries for my friends especially those who are trying to lose weight. No just kidding, I just don’t believe in diets.
Anyways, it’s not a loss as foodie but more of a gain, not in gaining weight but in thinking of even more creative ideas and recipes for my vegetarian lifestyle. So, I think of all of these ways to make dishes more healthy. I wish I can have more time to cook. Either way, I have make time because I don’t like frozen packaged food. Plus, I grew up on very natural diet. No processes foods, canned food, any junk food existed in my home. Maybe there were chips for parties but it was never in my home on a regular basis. But being a vegan sounds so interesting except for maybe one solid reason, no milk.
Yeah, milk was a staple in my home: milk in the morning, milk at the night. Then, as an athlete, milk and cereal at night as a snack became a staple, mostly because all of us athletes went through the snacks like crazy. Milk with cookies, milk with tea, it was the best friend of this foodie. How can I go vegan w/o milk? Maybe rice milk? Nope. Soy milk? Tastes not real, but maybe tomorrow I’ll try almond milk. Boo. No, moo.


