Yes, I do plan on checking out the local farmers market, yes I am going to buy local produce and I am going to figure out a way to plant a tree somewhere before this is done. Maybe just smack in the middle of Hollywood Blvd...
Today I went shopping with the lovely Sammi for the vegan feast that will be the next two weeks. It was kind of exciting because I had no idea what I was looking for, just feeling around in the dark hoping that what I picked up had no dairy in it.
Spent about an hour going through that store, frantically reading labels and google searching on my phone to verify the veganism. Sourdough, whats your stats? Oatmeal, what do you contain?? Are you vegan?? Just tell me!!
Here's your first cool tip, Amy's Soups TELL you if they're vegan on the back. How cool is that? Although mildly disappointing because part of my vegetarian shtick up to this point has ironically been poo-pooing vegan food and I ate a lot of those. But they didn't involve a "is this vegan?" google search so I threw a bunch in my cart.
Sammi and I continued into the uncharted territories of the Whole Foods Shopping aisles and I have to say, the vegan alternatives blew my mind!! Soy Green Tea ice cream, Soy yogurt, uhm....DAIRY FREE MACARONI & CHEESE? Shut up, just shut up. Yeah, you all might be right, I AM never coming back. (well that's questionable, I haven't given up the crack-cocaine-cheese yet)
Of course I got the staples that I already knew of as well, Veganaise, Vegan sliced cheese, vegan buffalo wings, Soy Milk, blahblahblah. All in all I spent $90.83 cents on my grocery's for the next two weeks, which really isn't thatttt bad when you think about it. The problem came when we walked outside and went...Oh yeah, all this has to go in a bike. Wamp Wamp Wamp.
Luckily for me, Sammi and I were headed in the same direction, the direction of a JUICER. What's a juicer? Oh, I'll tell you what a juicer is. You take the fruit you stick it in a machine (that's what she said) and out comes delicious. Delicious. Homemade. Juice.
And let me just say. If you have the means, GET A FREAKING JUICER. It never dawned on me that owning a juicer would be perhaps one of the more fantastic purchases you can make. Or Al & Sammi's mom could make. (thanks Al & Sammi's mom!) Thus, the four of us drank a shit ton of organic juice last night while frantically checking for updates on the LA arsonist. "Fires at gramercy and hollywood??OMG!...Yeah I'll try some of the cucumber."
All in all we Crushed some carrots, grapes, apples, Cucumbers. Holy god, fresh made juice of these things are bomb. Oh no....I really am turning into a healthy hippie. Fughhhhh. I'm totally about to be that person that orders salad to go with my sandwich....or just a salad. Choices: move out of LA right now because the smoggy hippie air is getting to me, or accept and change my name to some totally bizarre like Moonshine or Sapharie or Sas- ......yup. Well, guess this is happening.
Now I have to go savor a glass of milk and a donut before I begin the ultimate test tomorrow. The test of my willpower vs. love of mozzarella sticks. (with the Sassy Ranch)
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