|gathering ingredients: black bean soup|
I just can't say enough about being vegan. For me, for my body and my beliefs it has been a revelation. I was a vegetarian and a pescetarian for years before I decided to do this (almost 10 years, in fact) and I was never ready to be vegan until one day, I woke up and decided it was time. That has made such a difference, too. You can't ever force a lifestyle change on yourself; you have to truly want it. I am so grateful that I truly wanted this, because it has (no joke) changed everything.
|heirloom cherry tomatoes, carrots, shallots (in back)|
At the same time this was great for my body, it was also extremely empowering for my mind: I was doing it, and not failing. Eventually I admitted that I'd gone vegan, and I felt very judged for a while, and nobody invites me out to dinner anymore, but oh well, right? I don't hold it against anybody to feel like I've disappeared from the "heteronormative eating landscape" (that's SO San Francisco, what I just said right there). I think its natural to be afraid of something that you're afraid reflects badly on yourself. For instance: when I encounter people who tell me they don't drink, I get embarrassingly defensive. I feel like they must be judging me because I drink, even though they almost certainly couldn't care less what other people do! And yet there I am, digging myself into a hole of imagined loathing because I feel insecure. I imagine that some people might feel like I'm judging them for their diet choices, but I assure you: unless you're eating things that are truly terrible for you, like trans fats, or loading yourself up with corn syrup every day, I'm not going to judge you even one iota. And even if you are on the trans fat, corn syrup wagon, I'm not judging you, I'm just worried about you. Even so? I probably won't say anything, still. Unless you ask me to.
|I am the Lady of Shallot (big joke around our house of nerds)|
And...full disclosure...I would love to encourage just one person to go further down this path, and be kind to their bodies (and the Earth), and find joy in cooking plant-based foods, and find out that this isn't something scary or judgey after all. If it worked out for that person, I would feel like I'd finally done something truly important in my life, that made a positive impact on someone else's. I know I probably don't seem like the "helping others" type, but I am ... at least in this way. Helping people help themselves through stuffing their faces with good food! Its a noble goal, right? :)
Anyway (again). I am just a happy person who loves to cook and eat.
Happy Tuesday (and HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCOTT!!!) ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥