One of the down sides of being a vegan is that even your nearest and dearest are too petrified to cook for you. Hence why, 9 times out of 10, I go round to people’s houses and cook for them.
So when my friend Lois offered to cook for me on Friday night, after her usual hectic working week, it felt like Christmas had come early.
She was so calm about it. Brilliant! Lovely! Amazing, I thought.
It was all going so well. But, alas. Fear struck my heart like a carelessly-wielded dagger when I heard the word “salmon”.
It shouldn’t happen to a vegan, but it did. And I’m confident that it won’t be the last time, either.
She was mortified.
And I laughed. A lot.
Easily resolved, though. I buggered off to Sainsburys and bought a couple of potatoes, which we baked and had with some fail-safe baked beans and salad, plus a sprinkling of my latest crop of sprouts – sango radish, broccoli and lentils. To start, we had butternut squash soup, the recipe I shared on my Hallowe’en post. All in all, a good recovery.
Today was a good day for vegans. Or for those living in Leicester, at least. It was the Leicester Vegan Fair, and mighty good it was too. The only downside was that the various stalls cooking hot food all sold out because it was all so yummy – think vegan burgers, chilli, soup, sausage rolls, Mexican pasties and, more curiously, vegan omelettes, which can, among other things, be delivered, on bicycle, to wherever you are. (I really wish I could explain the ingredients of that last one, but the poor guy was so stacked out with people waiting to talk to him and order his food that I never got near). Find out for yourself at www.zukini.co.uk
Two other major positives came from my attendance. First, I had the forethought to print out my blog address a squillion times so I could wander around handing it to random people. So, apologies, but those of you reading this on a regular basis might have to budge up a bit and make room for some new people. (How fantastic would that be??)
Number two positive is that I became number 1429, aka a fully-paid-up member of the Leicestershire Vegetarian and Vegan Group www.leicesterveggies.org.uk . Not quite sure what that means in terms of small-print, but I haven’t yet delved into the info and goody bag I was given (I’m too busy cooking stuff that I can lace with horseradish). Anything exciting in there to report and I’ll let you know, as I’m sure that the existence of this kind of thing is pretty similar the world over, and the benefits similar. On a positive, I don’t think that when signing up I agreed to sacrifice my first-born. Let’s hope not.