so now that thanksgiving is over, i feel very compelled to share the struggle from yesterday. and i don’t just mean with family. after all, holidays aren’t complete without a little fam drama, #amiright
no, the struggle was with the food. and the struggle is real.
my previous post (check it here) talked just briefly about my serious pains with eating vegan. not that the food i create and recipes i’ve found don’t blow me away with their flavor, but the pure animal-esq cravings for…well…animals. especially cheese.
i recently tried a cheese substitute in a mashed black bean + sweet potato quesadilla and it was SO GROSS. and made me sad. and please, if anyone has any ideas on how to stomach this “cheese” do tell. i want to love it, i really do. but i couldn’t. and don’t know how i can make it work. it turns into this weird, oily…substance and it’s literally making me curl my lip in disgust right now. and it made me miss the real deal, badly.
fast forward to last night and cooking in a kitchen full of non-vegans. it’s a full on traditional feast: turkey, a flat chicken, stuffing, pumpkin pie, fresh bread and mashed potatoes oh. my. i didn’t realize just how much i was craving animal products until it was all being put on the table with its smells of garlic and sweet sweet deliciousness. i literally was standing by the stove with my hands to my mouth trying to contain my salivating. all of the sudden my roasted rosemary potatoes (recipe below. SO EASY) and Brussels sprouts just weren’t cutting it for me.
but again, i stayed strong. and filled my plate with potatoes, sprouts, a green bean and walnut mixture, and stuffing that my lovely mother worked on substituting all animal products with veggie stock, olive oil, salt etc. and it was all amazing.
it wasn’t until today i was totally absorbed in my craving for
dairy cheese, that when responding to a question, i very casually and totally absent minded answered “what about all the pizza?”. i was talking about BEER. sigh. then to come back to my apartment and unpack this heaping bag full of left overs did i start to realize just how freaking awesome everything seemed like it tasted last night and was thrown back into the depths of cravings.
i’ve hit the month marker on this way of eating, to which i was under the impression that cravings for animal products would have long subsided. please, advice? and also, about the “cheese” — i don’t think the whole logic of trying something fifteen times in order to change your palette is going to work for me. i just can’t and its serious.
all for now, i’m currently over cooking pasta.
the skinny ginger’s deliciously effortless roasted rosemary potatoes
prep time: 5 basic minutes
cook time: breezy 50ish minutes