Showing newest 10 of 11 posts from May 2007. Show older posts
Showing newest 10 of 11 posts from May 2007. Show older posts

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Vegan Ice Cream

Peanut Butter Vegan Ice Cream with Chili-Spiked Chocolate Sauce

Somehow, somewhere along the line, I convinced myself that I needed an ice cream maker. I started looking into them and all of a sudden I was lusting after insanely expensive ice cream makers. Fortunately, reason stepped in and rightfully argued against continuing to entertain the idea of a commercial-grade ice cream maker. Then reason left me again and I was roaming around looking at machines out of the $30 range that I had committed to. See, the difference is all in the freezing speed. Commercial-grade ice cream makers freeze the ice cream mixture with great speed, stirring all the while and thus producing a smooth, creamy product. The idea of being able to make ice cream in under an hour was greatly appealing.

And then I found it. A refurbished model, deeply discounted, lumped under a full-site sale, and eligible for an additional $25 off. It was a capital B kind of Bargain! It's a beast (something like 20 pounds) and it takes up more than its fair share of my limited kitchen storage space, but it makes ice cream in about a half an hour and I'm in love.

My first experiment with it had to be peanut butter ice cream, which I've always loved. It came out really nicely-- rich and deeply flavored with a light, spicy sweetness from the cardamom.

Obviously, the best thing to do with this ice cream was to load it up with a deep, dark, spiced chocolate sauce and plop it on a dense and fudgey brownie. The brownie recipe is from Simple Treats. They use a sweet potato in their recipe and get great, rich and definitely non-cake-y results, which is how I prefer my brownies, though a cake-y brownie would probably be great for a brownie sundae as the ice cream melted over it.

Cardamom Peanut Butter Ice Cream Brownie Sundae with Chili-Spiked Chocolate Sauce

There will be much more ice cream to come this summer; this is just the beginning.

There are many recipes and variations and experiments I want to try. This first batch came from melding a couple ideas I've seen around for vegan ice cream. It was definitely best the first night that I made it (both right out of the ice cream maker and a few hours later). The next day it had hardened up pretty seriously in the freezer. A few minutes at room temperature softened it, but it really wasn't the same. Maybe the thing is just to eat it all right away!

Vegan Peanut Butter Cardamom Ice Cream

1 12 oz. package silken tofu
1 cup peanut butter
4 T agave syrup
1 1/2 cup unsweetened soy milk (you could use sweetened, just decrease the agave)
1 t vanilla
1 t cardamom
1/2 t salt
1/4 t cinnamon

Combine all ingredients in a food processor or blender and mix until smooth.
Make according to your ice cream maker's instructions. (For mine, I chilled the mixture for about an hour, placed it in the machine and let it work for 40 minutes and it was ready to go.)

Chili-Spiked Chocolate Sauce

1/2 cup unsweetened soymilk
1/2 cup chopped dark chocolate
2 T agave syrup
1 t vanilla
1 t rum
pinch of cayenne pepper
pinch of chili powder

Heat the soymilk until just before boiling.
Stir in the chopped chocolate and mix until smooth.
Add remaining ingredients and mix.
Refrigerate for about an hour to let it set up.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Eating Vegan in NYC

Death-defying is the baseline for biking in Boston. The roads are very narrow and littered with potholes. They are curvy and confusing, traffic can be bumper to bumper and drivers suffer from greater than average road-rage. It's generally just a question of how many opportunities to meet your end you will be presented with on a ride.

This evening I was doored by a 6 year-old near Commonwealth Ave. and was squished in through the open window of a car when a truck pulled out from idling in its parking spot to lurch into backed up traffic as I was trying to pass. Somehow, I made it home alive. If I had died tonight though, I would have sloughed off a very well-fed mortal coil after a few days of eating out in New York.

I didn't make it to some favorite restaurants this time around, but did try some new ones that were definitely worth visiting. When I actually lived in New York I never went out because I never had the money. Our apartment had one pot and we bought beans in 25-pound bags to cook it in and beans is what we lived on. Beans and popcorn. They were lean times. Now when I visit New York, I reveal in eating at places I never dreamed I'd go to and indulge a little. Call it a vacation from financial reality: $10 for a brownie sundae? Sure thing, no problem.

New York is starting to really fill out with higher-end vegan restaurants that do what they do really well and turn out creative, delicious and often perfect veg food that's worth every cent. Candle 79 is a favorite for me in this regard and their seitan piccata is something I dream about. Regularly.

Candle 79
154 East 79th Street at Lexington
New York NY 10021
(212) 537-7179

Get there: 6 train to 77th St.

Hours: Mon-Sat: Lunch 12:00pm- 3:30pm and Dinner 5:30pm-10:30pm; Sun: Brunch 12:00pm-4:00pm and Dinner 5:00pm-10:00pm

Live Tomato-Avocado Tartare
with trumpet royale ceviche, brown rice crackers and poblano dressing




Daily Special Salad of arugula, red peppers and rice noodles with marinaded tempeh croutons and dry-roasted pistachios



Pumpkinseed Crusted Seitan sautéed collard greens, fried plantains, chipotle ale black bean sauce, pickled red onions, avocado mousse



Seitan Piccata creamed spinach, grilled potato cake, oyster mushrooms, lemon-caper sauce
I know it's an ugly-lookin' picture. I'm having trouble learning how to do low-light close-ups without a flash. Cross my heart and hope to die though, this piccata is the most delicious thing, even if it's not the prettiest.



We also shared a lavender ice cream (they use a coconut and soy mixed base for their housemade ice cream) wrapped in phyllo and topped with berries. Sorry, no picture. I assure you, it was beautiful and certainly worthy of a picture, but I was well through the bottle of wine by that point and was the drunk. Photography was beyond me.

Sacred Chow
227 Sullivan Street between West 3rd and Bleeker
New York NY 10012
(212) 337-0863

Get there: A, C, E, F, V to West 4th

Hours: Daily 11am-11pm

Black Olive Marinaded Seitan Salad with lemon miso dressing
I highly, highly recommend this seitan. The woman who served us food at Sacred Chow said she eats it several times a week. I can totally see why. It was rich, tangy and complex. The seitan was a perfect texture and was lightly fried. The only downside to this dish was, well, the dish, which was ridiculously small...salad and seitan poured over the side with every bite I took.



Orange Blackstrap Barbecue Seitan with soba noodles and collard greens



Triple Chocolate Brownie Sundae
Heaven. So rich. So chocolately. So decadent. So smothered in fudge sauce. Drool...



Babycakes
248 Broome Street, between Ludlow and Orchard
New York NY 10002
(212) 677-5047

Get there:
F to 2nd Avenue or F, J,M,Z, to Delancey

Hours:
Tue-Thu 10am-10pm; Fri & Sat 10am-11pm; Sun 10am-8pm. Closed Mon.


Vanilla Gluten-free Cupcake (in blue) Lemon Spelt Cupcake (in yellow)

I have to say that I was disappointed in Babycakes cupcakes. They really weren't that great--too dense and heavy, bland. And the frosting... it was strange and gooey, kind of sticky and slimy. I understand that they avoid use of things that are common allergens (wheat, soy, dairy, etc.) and they make minimal use of sugar, opting for agave in most of their baked goods, but I still think they could do better with the ingredients that they do use. Popular opinion is against me on this, they did win best new bakery from Time Out, so what do I know? They were cute despite it all though and I enjoyed eating half of the lemon one in the window seat at the bakery while sipping an iced tea.



The observant sort will note that the picture below is not of Babycakes, but rather of Central Park. I packed a breakfast picnic of fruit, soymilk and blueberry coffeecake from Babycakes and biked over to this perfect spot to enjoy the morning, watch the turtles sun and read my nerd book (Sarah Ash's Lord of Snow and Shadows--so good!) The things that Babycakes does that made their cupcakes not so great to me, really worked in the coffeecake, which was great.



Gluten-free Blueberry Crumb Cake



Kate's Joint is a throw back for me. I've been going there for so long that I still just feel like I have to go. Don't get me wrong, there are reasons to go: namely, their faux Buffalo wings with vegan blue cheese and the vegan turkey club, but there are reasons not to go too: somewhat dull menu that never changes (except the prices, which just keep climbing), grubby conditions, cranky hipster waitstaff, and a not especially vegan-centric menu. I once swore Kate's off for good when after a red-eye flight deposited me in NYC and I stumbled in for breakfast before heading home, I was subjected to an hour of the same Black Sabbath song on repeat, but I have since relented, so long as they keep the Sabbath to a minimum. We stopped in this time for a round of fried things and beer. Can't be a virtuously healthy vegan all the time.

Kate's Joint
58 Avenue B at 4th
New York NY 10009
(212) 777-7059

Get there:
F, V to 2nd Ave or F, V, J, M, Z trains to Delancey

Hours:
Mon-Thu: 11am-11pm, Fri: 11am-1am, Sat: 10am-1am, Sun: 10am-11pm

Buffalo "Wings" and Faux-Blue Cheese



Breaded Popcorn "Shrimp" and Dipping Sauce



Counter was a new one for me and I'm really glad to have checked it out. I think that I had the best sandwich of my life there. Can't wait to try and recreate it so I can eat it forever. Oh, oh, and did I mention? Vegan housemade nutella? We ordered a bakery basket that was, honestly, just a delivery system for the nutella.

Counter
105 1st Ave between 6th and 7th
New York NY 10003
(212) 982-5870

Get there: 6 to Astor Place or F to Second

Hours: Mon-Thu 5pm-12 midnight. Fri 5pm-1am. Sat & Sun 11am-1am
.

Front: Mixed Bakery Basket (mini poppyseed lemon, pumpkin and banana nut breads and muffins) with housemade vegan nutella, berry "butter" and sangria marmalade

Back: North African spiced Tofu Scramble with green pea tangine, basmati rice and Merguez faux-sausage



Italian Farmhouse Panini with walnut-lentil pâté, plum tomato and rosemary aïoli on ciabatta, aka, the best sandwich I can ever remember having



Bonobo's was fine, though nothing I'd go out of my way for. Its light, mostly raw fare made for a good hot day lunch and the counter service was fast, which was useful because I was starving. They also let you sample anything, a great help in determining what to order. The only real drawback in my book: Bonobo's serves a lot of
durian. Thus, it smells like durian. There's a reason that durian is banned from many public buildings in Southeast Asia and that reason is that it smells like putrid rotting garbage. I grew up in Malaysia where the durian is revered as a king among fruits and I don't mean to diminish this lordly fruit, but I maintain that it is a stinky thing.

Bonobo's Vegetarian Restaurant
18 East 23rd Street at Madison Avenue across from Madison Square Park
New York NY 10010
(212) 505-1200

Get there:
N, R to 23rd Street

Hours:
Mon-Sat 11am-8pm. Closed Sundays.


Nut Salad Sampler with kale, curried cauliflower and marinaded broccoli, hold the durian



Blossom was another new stop that I loved. We came in soon before closing and ordered a set of small plates so we wouldn't hold the very nice waitstaff up too much as they tried to wrap things up. It was a perfect amount of food and a good way to try a bunch of dishes. The lumpia was a culinary highlight to the whole NYC eating excursion. It was that delicious. The seitan was a little freakishly meatish in texture but amazingly smoky in flavor. Everything was perfectly done and wonderfully flavored. We took a slice of cheesecake to go and ate it later, savoring every creamy bite, glad to have not eaten it in public because there was an obscene amount of moaning over how good it was.

Blossom
187 Ninth Ave (between 21st and 22nd)
New York NY 10011
(212) 627-1144

Hours:
Lunch: Friday, Saturday and Sunday 12-3pm
Brunch on Saturday and Sunday
Dinner: 5:30-10pm nightly

Raspberry Topped Cheesecake



Black Eyed Pea Cake: crispy yukon potatoes and black eyed peas served with chipotle aioli



Beet and Tofu Salad: roasted golden and regular beets with baked miso sweet and spicy tofu, drizzled with sherry wine reduction and topped with sprouts



South Asian Lumpia: curried seitan and potato wrapped in a crispy chickpea crepe and served with mango onion sambal



Seitan Satay: grilled seitan skewers served with peanut sesame noodles



And that's about it. Ha!

One of the truly great things about New York is that you walk around a lot there and get a good amount of exercise, which serves as a useful counter-balance to the excessive consumption! And speaking of consumption and excessive, stay tuned for my new obsession with homemade vegan ice cream. Hear these words: cardamom peanut butter ice cream brownie sundae with chili spiked fudge sauce.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Secret Kitchen Reportback

I don't think I've been away from the computer for such a long time since this time last year when I was in Peru climbing suckers like this:

I'll Just Stop Here and Rest at the Top of the World

While my recent excursion to New York City this week and the following extended holiday weekend were nowhere near as exhausting (or beautiful, or life-changing), I certainly feel like the time away has been well used. Tomorrow I'll make up for all of the work left undone and the emails unanswered. Also, tomorrow, my friends, the food of NYC, but now a quick review of my Secret Kitchen experience.

My trip to NYC was prompted by a neat little convergence of days off and vegan dinner party. When I heard about the New York Magazine Secret Kitchen event that Isa Chandra Moskowitz of Postpunk Kitchen was doing (an 8-course Asian-inspired bat mitzvah-esque dinner) I ditched my plans to go to Montreal (still never been, may never at this rate, despite its proximity to Boston...) and turned my sights instead to a quick New York trip.

The more I thought about the event, the more I wondered about it. I was sure though that the awesomeness of Isa's vegan wizardry would win through the irritatingly hip urbanite New York Magazine and the cadre of corporate sponsorship (Verizon, Diesel, POM). I'm not trying to point the punk rock finger here, it's just my default setting to ponder this kind of stuff...have I ever mentioned that my dissertation is on the commodification of youth subcultures? I could not help but wonder why NY Magazine was interested in tapping the punk/"post-punk" vegan/vegan-inclined crowd and cultivating them as an audience (forced audience, really, since passes to the dinner included a subscription, whether you wished or no). I wondered...whose marketing mind is behind this? What's the deal? In the end I figured though, what did it matter? I was going to go and have a good time.

When I got to the venue for the dinner, I stood on the street in Chinatown until around 9pm. Dinner was supposed to be served at 8pm, doors were at 7:30. Rough start, that. Then, when finally inside, we were deposited at a tablecloth-less, place setting-less, card table that seemed to have been hastily set up behind a post in the huge dim sum restaurant's entryway. Twenty minutes later, we were moved to seats at a table that was occupied by four people who looked distinctly out of place and a little uncomfortable. My first guess was that they were New York yuppies branching out from their candle-lit organic gourmet safety-zone to try something new, which I thought was pretty great. I introduced myself and related some of the ordeal of being seated.

"Oh, yeah," said the guy on my right, "it's like supposed to be a party. You wouldn't want to be alone." He then turned his back to me and returned to conversation with the rest of the table.

I listened as he resumed talking about how he was unsure of whether or not his fiancée would be satisfied with the engagement ring he'd given her, since it "didn't have the huge diamonds that everyone else seems to have, even though it was probably more expensive than theirs!" The fiancée was in fact pleased with the ring though and showed it off to a chorus of ohhhs and ahhs from the other couple, who seemed to be friends that the soon-to-be-married couple had not seen in a while.

The conversation wound its way through weekends in the Hamptons, etc., etc., and just as I thought I would expire from boredom and/or hunger (the dinner was very late in being served) the first dish arrived at the table, which is when it was revealed that not only had I been seated with some of singularly least friendly, least interesting people in a room packed full of seemingly friendly, interesting and entertaining potential dinner-companions, but additionally, I had been seated at a table of veg cuisine skeptical meat eaters. A room chock-a-block of vegans, vegetarians and others who at least lean in those directions and the table I get is, "oh, do you like vegan food?" Response: "No! I mean, some of it is fine, but in general..."

Let me clarify that the first course was a simple edamame and corn salad, which surely was vegan, but was not some kind of a uniquely bizarre vegan dish (like, I don't know, tempeh in a nutritional yeast sauce or something)...and yet, they were concerned...pushing the "vegan food" around and discussing how much and what kinds, including the various cuts, of meat they generally liked to eat.

"Yes, well," the guy who had first turned his back to me said to his dinner companions, "vegan is very in right now..." he paused and indicated the room with a sweep of his hand, "among these alterna-types."

As if I could not speak English and was not sitting right next to him, the guy went on to discuss the audience for this event in greater detail, explaining to his friends that this twenty-something crowd liked to be on the cutting edge, that they were trend-setters who would sooner or later settle into more respectable, but still cool modes of being, and that they could be cultivated to become the thirty-something bohemian reader of New York Magazine. Getting "them" to come to an event like this was a coup because they would talk up the event, spread the word and lend a sheen of cool, underground happening-ness to the magazine and "you just can't buy that kind of publicity or branding."

I was this close to abandoning the pretense of not listening and just taking notes! Yes, indeed, I had wondered what slick marketing dude had come up with the idea for this event and there I was, sitting next to him. He talked more about how this was, strictly speaking, a money-losing event for the magazine, but that the sponsors helped out and the magazine believed in him when he said that their money would surely pay off in terms of word of mouth advertising to crowds too media-savy and dismissive to otherwise be taken in by their ads. My dinner companion also praised the two "emcees" who popped up on stage and yelled mostly unintelligible things to get the crowd "pumped," cracked some joke about the dinner and then thanked the corporate sponsors. "They're just great!" he said to a passing NY Magazine uppy-up. All in all, some fascinating insight into a mind behind it all.

Being explicitly marketed to is an interesting experience, hearing someone talk about how and why they want to market to you (and who they think you are) is really interesting.

My apologies for the lack of pictures from the Secret Kitchen event...the dishes were served family style in a hectic kind of way and the room was dark as could be, lit only with red lights and filled with smoke from a smoke machine. There's a short video of the event here though.

For the curious, this was the menu:

Jicama salad with Spicy Citrus Vinaigrette
Edamame Corn Sesame Salad (eww...vegan food!!)
Fresh Summer Rolls with Papaya and Avacado
Miso Matzoh Ball Soup
Udon Noodles with Peanut Sauce and Seitan
Shiitake Tempura with Wasabi Mayo
Diakon Latkes with 5 Spice Roasted Applesauce
Chocolate Mousse Cupcakes

My favorite thing was definitely the roasted applesauce and latkes. I had doubts as diakon can be really overpowering and, well, frankly, noxious, but in these it was mellow and really good. Maybe I'm just used to pickled diakon, fresh could be a whole new experience.

I've got to load my pictures from the trip onto the computer and I'll post tomorrow to showcase some of the amazing food I got to have while in New York.

This was the trip of many new restaurants. So many new and great veg-places have been springing up there--it's hard to strike a balance between visiting old favorites and trying new things. With trips to Blossom, Sacred Chow and Counter this time though, I think experimentation with the new was highly successful. This trip also allowed me to continue my training in area of the surreptitious food photo shooting in restaurants...I think I've snapped some pictures that will help share the joy and deliciousness that is vegan eating in NYC.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Strawberry Chocolate Mint Shake

It's a beautiful day in Boston: the sun is shining, the humidity is low, the tree pollen index has finally dropped below the "high" warning, I have the day off...could things be much better?

Why, yes, in fact they could. Fresh strawberries in the fridge, chocolate mint bursting out of its backyard planter, and a pint of vanilla SoyDelicious (I'm told it's So Delicious now, but I'm an old dog on this...it'll always be SoyD to me)...toss cleaned and cored strawberries in the food processor, gift the guinea pigs with the strawberry tops, add in the vegan ice cream, a few leaves of chopped chocolate or regular mint, add a little non-dairy milk to get to the proper consistency and you're ready to go. The perfect treat for a day like this.



We're clearing out all of the vegan ice cream we have the freezer to make room for the new ice cream paradigm around here, which will be homemade in my new commercial grade ice cream maker! I got a mad deal on a refurbished model and am collecting recipe ideas now...if you've got any good ones, pass them this way.

And now, sated with strawberry shake, I'm off to NYC for a few days. Tonight I'll be going to the Secret Vegan Dinner party where Isa Chandra, of Vegan with a Vengeance and Post Punk Kitchen fame, will be doing an 8 course Asian themed meal. Excited!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

A Response to "Death By Veganism"

I, like most, have a limited reserve of emotional energy. If I got worked up over every ridiculous, rude, wrongheaded, malicious or uninformed thing said about vegans or veganism, I would spend out my store and then some before breakfast. It’s been a struggle for me (and one that’s surely not over yet either), learning how to be what I am and believe in what I do strongly, passionately and profoundly, as well as respectfully, openly and calmly. Of course, every once in a while I get pissed off. Today, I was pissed.

I say was pissed, past tense, because it was a fairly brief surge of anger that ripped through me, leaving a tired sadness and an incredible frustration in its wake. Mostly, I’m disheartened now, though there’s a dollop of p.o.ed still in the mix. The source of this taxing emotional expenditure?

Enter: “Death by Veganism

Presumably many of you have seen this sensationalist op-ed piece in The New York Times, since it is now the number one most emailed story on the Times. If you’re a vegan and haven’t already read it of your own volition, or had it emailed to you, check it out now because it will be haunting you in the form of both well- and bad-intentioned questions and criticisms.

Written by Nina Planck (who purports to be “the leading American expert on farmers’ markets and local food,” a position she seems to have granted herself as the head of a company whose job it is to operate markets for farmers), the piece takes as its starting point a recent case of woefully uneducated parents who starved their baby by feeding him a diet of apple juice and soy milk. The parents in this case understand themselves as vegan and maintain that they were providing their child a vegan diet, so when the baby died of starvation and the tragedy became news, it was branded as “Vegans Starve Baby.” Insert eye-roll here, right? Except that many people honestly believe that this is a representative case of vegan parenting.

It’s pretty obvious to anyone with some amount of knowledge about veganism and without a vegan-bashing agenda that the core issue of this case, as the prosecutor zeroed in on, is that “the child died because he was not fed.” The baby was not fed enough and not fed properly, that is what led to his death; it's not about veganism. The fact is that a non-vegan baby fed only apple juice and cow’s milk in this amounts this baby was given would have starved too. The defense did vegans everywhere a disservice by trying to make this case be about veganism and claiming that the parents were doing the best with what they had available to them as vegans. All the many healthy and happy vegan babies in the world belie this claim.

The parents in this case obviously had no education about how to care for an infant. They weren’t educated in a conventional way: they gave birth at home in a bathtub and never visited a doctor, and who knows why? Maybe they didn’t have the money, maybe they felt that a white middle class male doctor would belittle them and their beliefs and they didn’t want or trust the care that they and their baby would have gotten—whatever it was that kept them from seeking this kind of education, evaluation and guidance is moot now (though it does bear some consideration for the future) but they clearly didn’t turn to any other sources of education either. Suffice to say, the research has been done, the information is there, the experience is there, it can all be benefited from in order to learn about how to have a healthy vegan pregnancy and raise healthy vegan babies.

So, that’s the background, the sad case that has served as a useful soapbox for anti-veg people to climb upon and exploit a tragedy to their own self-affirming and hate-filled ends (“see—I was right all along, vegans are crazy, murdering hypocrites! They kill babies, so pass the steaks!”). While I steered clear of it at the time, I was aware of the discourse going on around this case, but today, I couldn't ignore it when the Times offered up a kinder, gentler, pseudo-scientific platform for the very same self-congratulatory, anti-vegan, provocateurist crap.

Planck is one of those “I used to be vegan”s who use their flirtation with veganism and subsequent “reformation” to build a sense of authority and insight. She’s been there so now she can help you see the light, you sad malnourished moralistic vegan dimwits. She has no medical or nutritional background from which to make her case from (which has come as a surprise to several people I’ve vented about this opinion piece to, since she centers her argument on nutrition) and she mealy-mouths through a barrage of nutritional science, obfuscating, apparently willfully, truths about nutrition and vitamins.

I’m not a nutritionist, anymore than Planck is, but I’ve done a variety of reading on the subject from many sources, talked with lots of doctors (believe me when I say…) and taken nutrition courses. So, while there are many others far more qualified than I to refute the poor work done in this op-ed piece, even with my limited knowledge I know Planck makes claims that are out and out wrong and there are plenty of significant fact omissions too. Perhaps the Times doesn’t set their fact-checkers to review op-eds? Surely, even though this is the opinion page, readers should be able to depend upon the accuracy of information on which “experts” rest their opinions.

Planck’s whole argument about the “deathly” dangers of a vegan diet rest on the premise that “children fed only plants will not get the precious things they need to live and grow,” an argument that is countered by the position of the American Dietetic Association (ADA), a group with far more credibility, expertise and knowledge on things nutritional than Planck. In their 2003 position paper on vegetarian and vegan diets, the ADA wrote that a “well-planned” vegan diet is appropriate for every life stage, they even specify inclusion of pregnancy and infanthood in this claim. They also go on to say that such well-planned vegetarian and vegan diets are “healthful, nutritionally adequate and provide health benefits in the prevention and treatment of certain diseases.”

Unless Planck has conducted a whole new body of nutritional research, she knows something that nobody else in the nutritional field knows about the inadequacies of veganism. This is also what undermines her silly little dig about how oppressive p.c. vegetarians have made it impossible to talk about "primary" protein sources from animal products and "secondary" protein sources from vegetable sources. This means of classifying proteins is actually a completely outmoded throw-back in the nutritional field which has evolved in its understanding of proteins and protein needs (remember "complementary proteins"? yeah, we're past that too).

I don’t want to belabor this, or “preach to a choir,” not that I assume all readers here are or want to be vegan, in fact, I know there are many who aren’t and don’t, so maybe a little for those readers or non-veg passersby and maybe just to bolster the resolve of my fellow vegans, I will dwell a bit on the nutritional misinformation in this piece.

“A vegan diet may lack vitamin B12, found only in animal foods.”

B12 may exist primarily in animal-proteins, but it is certainly available in vegan forms, for example, in nutritional yeast and in pretty much every milk- and meat-analog on the market. There are also vegan supplements or even injections for B12. I think B12 might be the most difficult vitamin to get a sufficient amount of with a vegan diet, but even when I wasn’t specifically committed to making sure I got a lot of B12 in my vegan diet, my B12 levels were always within a normal range (measured by blood tests).

[vegan diets lack] “…usable vitamins A and D, found in meat, fish, eggs and butter; and necessary minerals like calcium and zinc. When babies are deprived of all these nutrients, they will suffer from retarded growth, rickets and nerve damage.”

People who drink milk are consuming their vitamin D as a supplement because the milk they drink would not have enough of the vitamin in it otherwise. But the real thing here is that most people get most of the vitamin D that they need through the sun. It takes about fifteen minutes of exposure to sunlight to get a daily recommended dose of vitamin D. And sunlight, my friends, is vegan.

Research does show that vitamin A may better absorbed by the body when it is delivered as pre-formed vitamin A, which comes from animal sources, but it is still fully useable to the body when it comes in a vegetable form. 1/2 a cup of carrot juice provides in excess of 500% of the daily recommended value of vitamin A. It's also readily available in spinach, cantaloupe, apricots, papaya, mango, tomato, kale, red peppers... Also, as with vitamin D, most people who eat animal-based foods get their daily value of retinol, the most active and “usable” form of vitamin A, from eating fortified-foods. The point being, people eat animal products, but the vitamins they get from them are generally added to the products they consume because they would otherwise be nutritionally deficient.

Calcium too exists abundantly in many more products than milk. It is available in beans, leafy greens, nuts and seeds, all sorts of things (as is zinc). Further, the American Heart Association points to studies which show that vegetarians retain more calcium than do non-vegetarians. The milk industry in America has based their campaigns on how the calcium contained in milk is good for healthy bones, but the Harvard Nurse’s study, found that there was a relationship between milk consumption and broken bones, in that the more milk women drank, the more likely they were to break a bone. I’ve seen reasonable extrapolations on this finding which wonder if the over-consumption of dairy products taxes the body and leeches vital minerals from it, causing frail bones.

"Responsible vegan parents know that breast milk is ideal."

I could be over-reading this, but there’s an insinuation here, I think, that vegans do not think breastfeeding is vegan and that they don’t want to engage in it, despite knowing it’s best. I don’t know why, but this comes up over and over again. Of course, breastfeeding is vegan. It is given freely by a woman to her baby. And surely, Planck could not say that non-vegan mothers consistently breastfeed, even in the face of irrefutable evidence that it’s the best thing for babies nutritionally speaking. It's taken many years of activism, awareness, education and social change to encourage and make spaces and time for mothers to breastfeed and still only about a third of mothers (according to a National Immunization Survey) report breastfeeding their babies six months after birth. The numbers drop lower for mothers who live below the poverty line and get WIC, which provides them with assistance in purchasing infant formula.

“Yet even a breast-fed baby is at risk. Studies show that vegan breast milk lacks enough docosahexaenoic acid, or DHA, the omega-3 fat found in fatty fish. It is difficult to overstate the importance of DHA, vital as it is for eye and brain development.”

This study (whatever it is and if it is reputable and replicable, sorry, but I’m not inclined to take Planck on faith...) has produced an important finding. So, surprise! Maybe vegan mothers, like almost all nursing women, need to take a supplement to make sure that the demands placed on their bodies by pregnancy and nursing can be fully supported by their nutritional intake. There are several vegan sources for omega 3s, like flax seed oil, green leafy vegetables, some beans, linseeds, certain oils, and nuts. There are also DHA supplements that are made from sea-vegetables, the very same vegetables that the fish, which Planck suggests need to be used to make oil to feed babies, eat to produce DHA. (Everyone did catch the part in this piece where Planck says that babies are made from fish oil? I’m not kidding, this is what she says. I, for one, was not made from fish oil and do not seem to be the worse for it.)

"There are no vegan societies for a simple reason: a vegan diet is not adequate in the long run."

This seems to be a trump card for people in playing against veganism, but I'm still unsure of what it buys them. I don't have the background or research to cite specific societies that were more or less vegan, there are others who could. (There should be a response wiki for this op-ed, pooling the combined knowledge of everyone!) But, I also think that responding to this claim by listing examples of veg-based societies is totally beside the point. I'm vegan in the here and now as a response to the here and now and in a way that is totally sustainable and nutritionally adequate. Veganism is a option that offers some remediation to modern problems. There are many things about contemporary society that have never been a part of any society in the past and that's the way it should be; we should always be active, engaged, learning, and responding to contemporary conditions and changes.

But in point of fact, I think this is a piece that hides its petty, garden-variety, anti-political correctness face behind a slew of misinformation about the “dangers” of a vegan diet. We get to the real heart of it when Planck writes, “…Though it’s not politically correct to say so, all diets are not created equal.” On her website, she bills herself as the “antidote to faddists and kooks.” Obviously, she sees veganism as a fad practiced by kooks, who protest against eating “real food.” You know, like the stuff she sells.

I’m fairly sure that Planck and I would agree on the merits of a local, whole-food based diet and would advocate for many similar modes of shopping and eating. The fact then that she picks up on this anomalous tragedy to make an argument against vegans on the pages of the American paper of record, rather than pointing to real, wide-spread, systematic problems in food production, distribution and consumption is a shame.

Clearly, Planck wanted to ride a high horse and point the finger, but there are so many more useful targets out there if this is the mode in which she has to operate. What about the culpability of parents who provide completely unhealthy, unbalanced animal-based diets for their children who suffer from a variety of diseases that are caused in large part by their diets (diabetes, obesity, etc.)? What about school systems that get the green light for defining corn-syrup filled ketchup as a vegetable? What about the over-processed, over-packaged food options that fill our grocery stores with empty calories and needless amounts of “bad” fats? What about people living on food stamps or with a limited income who struggle to buy nutritionally adequate food for themselves or their children? (I noticed that Planck scoffs at this concern on her website, saying of course everyone can buy good, whole foods for themselves, if only they are as smart as she is. Why then do educated members of Congress, armed with a life time of privilege, struggle to get by on food stamps?)

Planck didn’t go after any big issues or work to further a discussion about food and diet in America. She scooped some low-hanging fruit and in so doing has offered up a pile of inaccuracies and grounds for worry among readers of the Times. My mom, for example, wrote me today worried about the claims made in the article, even though she knows I am very careful and concerned about practicing a healthful diet, if somewhat too given to confections…

Planck’s low-grab at this sad story has also provided a means for all sorts of bottom-feeders to vent on vegans because the choices that vegans make about diet seem to imply a judgment of the standard American diet and its meaning and implications that makes them uncomfortable. People get touchy about diet, they don’t want to be told what to eat. People get really touchy about their kids, they don’t want to be told how to raise them or feed them, though interestingly, they think that vegans should be told how to feed their kids because that wacky veganism shouldn’t be “forced” on a child, though of course, every diet every child is fed is “forced” on them until they can make their own choices about what to eat and why.

It’s with the “why” that controversy comes. Many people don’t really consider why they eat what they do or what the implications for their food purchases on ecological or ethical levels are and they are hesitant to make changes or considerations that jeopardize something as fundamental as the food they eat. Food is part of our intimate daily lives and it’s part of our history and identity and family. It’s powerful stuff and opening it up to question is hard.

"Death by Veganism" is a disappointing article and the aftermath is sure to be even more troubling. I don’t want to link to these blogs because I’d hate have them trackback to me or to give them any more traffic than they already get, but on one particularly vitriolic conservative blog, Moonbattery (whatever that means…), the story of Crown Shakur’s starvation death prompted the writer to say, “The moonbattery of liberal kooks is always good for a laugh — until the innocent get killed. Atlanta vegans Lamont Thomas and Jade Sanders attempted to impose their wacky ideology on their newborn son Crown Shakur by feeding him a diet of soy milk and apple juice. (Vegans consider it politically incorrect to consume animal products.)” He goes on to say that liberals generally like to kill their babies with abortion, but that this is a new low. I hardly even know how one could respond to that.

You can imagine that this is just more fodder for the uninformed and hate-mongering. Veganism as political correctness, this is a formulation I wasn’t aware of before today, but it looks like an idea that has legs. Sigh.

Or what about this slice of hysteria from the Livin’ La Vida Low Carb blog? “Vegans are an interesting breed of human being that claim to be eating the ‘perfect’ diet that is most sensitive to the welfare of animals. But what are they doing to the people--and BABIES--who are eating this way?... This diet killed Crown... Remember that the next time a vegan starts spouting off how his diet is saving the planet while keeping him healthy. You'll know the truth!”

I could spend ten pages deconstructing these passages, but the viciousness and vegan dis-info will still be there in morning and I’ll only be more exhausted than I already am.

I would encourage everyone to write to the Times about this op-ed. They should be held to a higher standard.

While anyone who is a vegan has surely faced this kind of opposition and disregard before, don’t just let this pass because you’re sick and tired of going over the same arguments. As this op-ed spends out its little cultural moment, highlighting veganism in this negative way, don’t let yourself be forced into making sound bites and distilling your beliefs into neat little packages for adversaries and media outlets to tear apart; provide a full picture of healthy, happy, unsanctimonious, informed, and rational veganism. Be a strong, respectful and responsible advocate.

And now, so that I don’t look like some undernourished vegan, wasting away with fatigue, I am to bed, but before I go…like any good nerd-punk, I am devoted to the Boing-Boing blog, where they employ the concept of a unicorn chaser. A unicorn chaser is a picture of a unicorn, an image of purity and beauty that follows up something distasteful, gross or sad. After all of this unpleasantness, I feel that you are all are owed a cupcake chaser. A vegan cupcake chaser.

Chocolate Peanut Butter Cupcake, v.1

Ah…peanut butter, what can’t you make better?

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Garden Grille Cafe, Veggie Goodness in ...Pawtucket?!

Pawtucket, Rhode Island was the setting for Peter Farrelly's 1988 fictionalized autobiography, Outside Providence. The fact contained in that title, if anything, is what people know of Pawtucket: it is outside of Providence. About 15 minutes outside. It's Rhode Island's fourth largest city, but like I said, this is Rhode Island, so that doesn't imply sprawling metropolis.

Pawtucket's got a run-down vibe, but in one of its many tired strip malls, there sparkles a gem: The Garden Grille Cafe. There's no place like it in either of the more developed, more "bohemian" neighboring metropolitan areas of Providence or Boston, which is why this lovely vegetarian, very vegan-friendly, mostly organic restaurant should just change its name to "Worth the Road Trip," not that they have any trouble attracting crowds. I've been there three times and there hasn't been a visit in which a noticeable wait was not involved.



I love places like this that exist, seemingly, in the middle of nowhere, offering food that no one else in the area as far as the mind can imagine is and providing a welcoming, comforting space that immediately inspires tender devotion. You wish the Garden Grille was located around the corner from your house so that it could be your spot, a place where you eat regularly, watch the young waitstaff grow up and go off to college, stay apprised of the owner and chef's developing ideas for the menu. If it weren't a 45 minute drive from my house, I would be that customer.

Alternatively, I would have wormed my way in as their baker and I would spend my days creating delicious desserts, abandoning archiving and academics for a life of egg replacers and chocolate. While they didn't seem to be hiring vegan bakers, they did have a job opportunity available while we were there:



It's not just self-indulgence that prompted my fantasy of baking for Garden Grille though, they could use someone with a little more experience in the vegan dessert department (all of their desserts are vegan though, so Kudos!) On a visit to Graden Grille last summer we ordered a chocolate cake to finish up a big birthday dinner and it was very beginner vegan baking--dense in a non-decadent way, sweeter and sticker than it was rich and luscious. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't great. Since everything else was so good, it was a marked low-point.



On this most recent trip to Garden Grille, four of us shared a slice of chocolate mousse and a piece of marbled cheesecake (mousse pictured above, cheesecake below). Both were good, but not great. The mousse wasn't especially chocolately or dense, it was more pudding pie than mousse, and the crust was a little soggy.



The cheesecake was quite good though and very pretty. But listen to me! Harping on the not so good stuff first when overall everything is so great here. Sorry, my mind goes to dessert first! But check out all the excellent food that did grace our table:

Black Bean and Rice Cakes with Layered Spinach and Roasted Red Peppers

Smokey black bean cakes, crisply fried with meltingly soft garlicy spinach in between every layer, blending nicely with the sweet strips of red pepper.




Caramelized Cashew Tofu with Stirfried Oyster Mushrooms, Leeks and Roma Tomatoes served over Vegetable-Infused Polenta Stuffed Pablano Peppers with a Roasted Red Pepper Sauce


This is what I ordered. It was the special of the night and it certainly was special. The stuffed pepper was excellent with its creamy polenta, rich sauce and slightly spicy pablano, roasted perfectly. And the tofu! It was baked or fried or I actually have no idea, but it was crispy and flavorful and while I would say it was buried in a pile toasty cashews rather than "encrusted," I love cashews and it was nice to have them scattered throughout the dish.



Wood-Fried Tofu with Vegan Tandoori-Tamarind Sauce served over Grilled Chili-Glazed Vegetables, Polenta and Sauteed Greens

Sweet-sour sauce liberally applied tied all of the great rich flavors of this dish together. Again, the tofu is done wonderfully in this dish. Garden Grille had a lot of wood roasted dishes on their menu--something of a specialty.



Cajun Pan-seared Tempeh served with Mashed Yams, Green Beans and Red Pepper Coulis


The most straightforward dish of those we ordered, but a good, solid meal non-the-less. The spicy sauce went well with the blackened tempeh and the sweet crunch of the just-blanched green beans and the mellow yams.



The potions are large at Garden Grille, so if you can bear to stop eating and break off with your dinner before your buttons pop, there will be plenty for a delicious lunch of leftovers:

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Bouquet Cupcakes: Lilac and Lavendar

I love spring...the flowers, the trees with shiny new green leaves, the breezes thick with ...*achew*... pollen. Oh yeah. This again. I'm so allergic to New England it makes me want to move, and yet, it is so beautiful here in the spring when all the trees flower and thick cones of tiny lilac flowers sway and the cherry trees spread decorated pink limbs out overhead... So, I stay and dream of a time when I will again be able to breath through both nostrils simultaneously. Until that day comes, I will labor to employ the bounty and beauty of spring in the service of cupcakes.

If you can't beat the allergens, bake 'em.

My friend left me the most brilliant voicemail this weekend saying something to the effect of, "I was just walking, enjoying this beautiful day, smelling the lilacs and I thought of you and then I thought, hey, do you think Em could make a lilac cupcake?"

Bud-Strewn Bouquet Cupcake

My first thought was that no, I could not. One, because lilacs make me sneeze and two, because I wasn't really sure that they were edible. Turns out though, they are edible, so despite the sneezing, I went forward, wrapping a black bandanna around my face and wrestling a ladder out of the basement and over to the lilac tree where I cut some flowers down and got yelled at by my neighbor, the 70-something Mr. DeSusousa ("You tell me if you go up on the ladder! What if you fall? You need someone to watch! Make sure you don't fall! To which his wife helpfully added, "Or call ambulance if you do!" They're looking out for me, bless 'em, but all the yelling and talk of ambulances while I was on the fourth rung, reaching above my head with a big pair of clippers almost did prompt a fall.)

Armed with my lilac harvest and having dispensed full assurance that I will in the future issue a statement of my intent to climb up ladders into trees, I washed and washed and then washed the lilacs some more, rinsing all of the pollen out. Then I ate some, just to see what we were dealing with.

Lilacs taste a little bitterer than they smell. They've got a sharpness that cuts through the intoxicating, swirling floral taste. They have a very light flavor--not at all overpowering, even though it is almost rich and a little heady tasting, though much lighter than something like rose or lavender. I was worried the flavor would get lost in the cupcakes and so decided to use a little lavender to make sure the floral point came through clearly.

The color of the lilacs I cut was just the palest purple and as I examined the hundreds of tiny, pearlescent flowers that made up each dense cone, I knew that I had to make something delicate and light to be worthy of this strange ingredient.

I don't know how much longer the lilacs will last out there, especially now that a storm front has moved in and looks to soak us here for the next week, so this may have been my only real shot at lilac cupcakes, but I was pretty happy with them, as were my testers and requester, so they're a good thing and yet another reason to endure the allergy season.

Lilac Lavender Cupcakes

Lilac Studded Bouquet Cupcake

Before making your favorite cake recipe, gently heat the amount of non-dairy milk called for in the recipe plus 1/3 cup more and then stir in 2-3 tablespoons of roughly chopped lilac flowers and 1-2 teaspoons of dried organic lavender. You can find lavender appropriate for culinary uses in health foods store bulk sections--it's cheap, don't get suckered by expensive branded culinary lavender. Heat the flowers over a low burner for several minutes and then allow the mixture to cool to room temperature. Strain the flowers out of the liquid and use the floral liquid in place of the liquid called for in whatever recipe you choose to follow. There should be about 1/4 cup of the floral-infused liquid leftover. Reserve this for making the the frosting.

For the frosting:

Bouquet Cupcakes with Lilac Lavender Cream Cheese Frosting

4 oz. room temperature non-hydrogenated vegan cream cheese
1/2 cup room temperature non-hydrogenated margarine (I use Earth Balance buttery sticks)
16 oz. organic powdered sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
floral-infused non-dairy milk (add about half of the liquid remaining initially and more as, or if, needed)

Add all of the ingredients together and mix for about three minutes, or until smooth, light and fluffy.

I might add more of the vegan cream cheese were I to make these again because I think it would have been a nice complement to the flavors to taste it more fully, but the frosting was very light and fluffy as it was and that textures was perfect for these cupcakes, so it's really just a toss up as to which way is preferable.

Lilac Crowned Bouquet Cupcake

Monday, May 14, 2007

Vegan Breakfast Picnic

Got up early, made some muffins. Not much better than blueberry lemon. Stuffed them in a sack and popped up the street for a breakfast picnic with friends on top of Prospect Hill.

These muffins used the last of the blueberries I'd frozen last summer and two organic lemons worth of zest for extra flavor and bite.



I toasted up a batch of granola to take along as well. I like my granola really simple--not loaded with sugar and such. It couldn't be much more basic:

Super Simple Ginger Orange Granola

16 oz. organic rolled oats
1/2 cup raw cashews
1/2 raw pepitas (pumpkin seeds)
1/2 raw sliced almonds
1 teaspoon ginger
1/4-1/2 cup orange juice

Mix dry ingredients together. Start by pouring about 1/2 the juice over the oats and nuts. Mix well and continue adding juice until the whole mixture is lightly moistened. Spread the oats evenly over a baking tray and put in the oven. Bake for 10 minutes. Then stir well. Return to the oven for 5 minutes, then stir again. Return to oven for another 5 minutes or until golden and toasty.




We ate the granola out of leftover Thanksgiving paper cups with Wildwood soy yogurt and lots of fresh berries. This granola is best with yogurt. Just with soymilk it is a little too plain, but with tangy yogurt and some fresh fruit, it's really great.





Bring along a thermos of coffee or tea, kick back on the hillside and prepare to work your way slowly through a dozen muffins.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Salad? Hell Yeah.

We've been having a string of beautiful days here in Boston. It's been much more like summer than spring and that has meant that I've not been too into cooking. Despite having lived in Southeast Asia as a kid and cut my teeth on 100 degree days with 100% humidity, I am ill-equipped for dealing with heat or humidity. I'm happiest at a dry 75. So when the weather turns toward summer, I turn toward salads and grilling, or, you know, falafel from Moody's. Anything to not turn the oven on.

I usually go into full salad mode when my farm share starts, but that's still 3 or 4 weeks away. I cannot wait! My CSA is amazing. We get weekly emails from Steve, the farmer, to keep us up to date on all the fruits and veggies we will get to eat. They go something like this:
"So than that, not much going on-although I did do some clean-up in the greenhouse this week in anticipation of starting some seeds soon (onions, leeks) and I am continuing to plan my crop scheme for the coming season. I think I had mentioned to a few of you that I was thinking about not growing corn this year, but after careful consideration, have decided to continue with it, although I definitely will not be planting "arrowhead" the early variety from last year, which I thought was terrible..."
Steve is pretty great. He's the one who really turned me onto beets . He's obsessed with beets and inundates us with them during the season. At first I was a little resentful of having to deal with all of the beets, but now I enjoy them and even buy them of my own volition. Beets have such a great earthy/sweet flavor. I can't think of anything else like them. They are especially great in salads with fruit.

I like my salads to be pretty complete meals, bursting with ingredients and fun things. I like my salads to the "Hell Yeah!" answer to that hated, oft-repeated question you get when someone finds out you're a vegan and asks, "What do you eat, like salad?!"

Here are some "Damn Straight, I Eat Salad" salads that I've made over this past week:

Mixed Greens, Strawberries, Green Apple and Beets with Sundried Tomato Studded Roasted Soy "Chicken" and Balsamic Vinaigrette



Blue Corn Tortilla Chip Salad with Chopped Romaine, Yellow Tomato, Cashew Cheese, Black Beans, Spicy Veggie Ground Round and Cracked Red Pepper



Mixed Green Salad with Roasted Beets, Granny Smith Apples and Sesame Garlic Coated Pan-fried "Chicken"



Radicchio and Butter Lettuce Salad with Toasted Walnuts and Strawberry Vincotto* Vinaigrette


*Vincotto means something like "cooked wine." It's boiled down and aged Negroamaro and Black Malvasia grapes and it has all the intense flavor of a good wine along with the rich, tangy depth of balsamic vinegar. However, it doesn't taste like balsamic, it has its own amazing thing going on. I highly recommend it. The bottle I have was a gift (Thanks, Chris!) and I understand that it's a little expensive, but as with any good vinegar, a little goes a long way. This stuff makes for an amazing dressing (I like it mixed with a little juice--in this case I used strawberry juice mixed with olive oil and salt). It's also great just drizzled over vegetables or fruit or on top of sweet bread or soy ice cream.

And if I may just take a moment to point out the beautiful pottery that makes all of my food look so much better... My mom is an incredibly talented women and keeps me in the "seconds" of her pottery (the stuff that isn't "perfect" is the stuff that I tend to get, not that anyone can ever tell there's an imperfection but her).

This whole week everywhere I look there have been signs with pretty little pink flowers saying, "remember mom." The news radio station I listen to has been doing a fund raiser all week too, $100-$200 dollar flower arrangements to "show mom you care." I get it. It's nice to have moments sometimes where as a society we call attention to something and take some special time to all celebrate it.

My mom though, she's opposed to mother's day as it is currently practiced. She's become radicalized in the past few years and sees mother's day as something of a capitalist trap--buy something to prove you love someone. She's much more down for the original idea of mother's day which came from a mother's plea for peace after the Civil War. So I, I practice a peaceful palate and I share that peace through my cooking which I serve with love to people on dishes that my mom makes. I practice peace for my mom everyday, to make her proud and to live out the love she gives to me. Hey mom, this salad's for you.

Monday, May 7, 2007

Goji Cacao Cupcakes

Theoretically, I am working at the coffee shop, answering eleventh-hour student emails about take home finals and grading early senior papers...

Really though, I'm thinking on cupcakes.


I had a good excuse to make some cupcakes this weekend as a feel-better-soon gift for a friend who just had surgery. Such "occasion cupcakes" are always a fun challenge. If there's one area in which I excel, it's in over thinking stuff. So instead of taking the any-cupcake-would-do tack, I had to come up with the perfect healing cupcake.

While browsing the co-op and thinking about what to make, I came across a package of fair trade organic ground goji berries and raw cacao (cacao is the plant from which the seeds that are used to make chocolate and cocoa are from). I've heard a bit about the health benefits of goji berries, most of which I assume is inflated health food trendiness, but hey, you never know, and there have also been studies pointing to health benefits from chocolate in general and the raw bean from the cacao pods in particular. Seemed pretty much perfect.


I also took this opportunity to test out a new toy of sorts--the chocolate transfer sheet. The designs on chocolate at fancy pastry shops had been one of life's great mysteries until recently when I found out that they are achieved through use of a plastic sheet, almost like an overhead (remember those?), that has edible food dye printed on it. All you need to do is spread a layer of melted chocolate onto the sheet. The heat and moisture from the warm chocolate picks up the dye and when you peel the sheet back, it leaves the pattern on the hardened chocolate.

Of course, it's trickier than that when you get to the actual making-it-work-properly stage, but in principal it's really quite easy. I struggled though with spreading the chocolate on perfectly evenly and found it difficult to judge when the brief moment between the too melty and the too hard stages was occurring, for it is in that critical moment that you must bend and shape the chocolate piece.


I tried to make little chocolate wrappers with spring-ish butterflies, pansies and daffodils on them to go around the tall, narrow "cupcakes" that I baked in disposable espresso cups, borrowed from some coffee shops around town. This worked, more or less, and was a really fun presentation. It was also delicious to have the extra bit of chocolate with every bite of cupcake.


There wasn't enough transfer sheet, espresso cups, or patience to do all of the cupcakes this way though, so the remaining cakes were baked in these little white snack cups that I've seen other people using--they're cute and study, though I recommend making a tiny snip with a pair of scissors to help people peel them from the cupcake.



I loved these cupcakes. They were very rich, but light and a little fruity/floral/musky. Don't know if they were the feel good cupcake of the year, but they certainly went over well and inspired some thievery when we got down to the final few:

Can't wait until these experiments don't feel like such stolen moments away from wrapping up the end of the semester. If anyone feels like grading finals for me, I'll gladly trade in cupcake baking...

Goji Cacao Cupcakes

adapted from VCTOW

1 cup soy milk
1 teaspoon apple cider vinegar
3 oz. chopped dark chocolate
3/4 cup sugar in the raw
1/3 applesauce
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 Tablespoon mild-tasting oil (I used sunflower)
1 1/4 cup flour
1/4 cup goji berry and raw cacoa mix
3/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder

Oven to 350 degrees.
Whisk the soy milk and vinegar together and set aside to curdle.
Melt the dark chocolate in a pan over a pot of boiling water, stirring constantly until smooth, and then set aside to cool.
Add the sugar, applesauce, oil, and vanilla to the soy milk mixture, whisk well to combine.
Shift together the flour, ground goji berries, cacoa, baking soda and baking powder.
Slowly pour the wet mixture into the dry and stir until just combined.
Add the melted chocolate and mix lightly.
Pour into cups and bake for about 22 minutes.
Top with a vegan buttercream made with 1/2 a cup of the goji berry and cacoa mixture.
Finish with little chocolate pieces.