Via Simply Vegan: Oslo Fashion Week bans fur! »
From Huffington Post: Oslo Fashion Week Bans Fur (POLL).
Veganism isn’t just about diet. It’s about omitting all animal products. Supporting one end of the trade supports even those omitted and so the abuse that is endured is still endorsed. Sometimes it can feel overwhelming because animal products pop up virtually everywhere, but taking small steps and shifting gears and habits, it is easy to find that even in a non-vegan world, there is a vegan one full of endless options. No one is perfect (from reading my posts, you know that for as long as I have been vegan, I too make mistakes), but we all try and intention is everything, so start here: no fur, no leather, no wool.
If you click on that link to the HuffPo article, you can vote in the site poll, which as of Wednesday evening looked like this:
Is that it? Only 86 percent of voters are anti-fur? NOT ENOUGH!
Recipe: Chocolate Chantilly: The Best Chocolate Mousse of Your Life under 5 minutes (and using only two ingredients).
9.35 oz./265 g. bittersweet (70 percent cocoa solids) chocolate, chopped (preferably Valrhona Guanaja)
1 cup/240 ml. water
4 Tbsp sugar, optional
1. Place a large mixing bowl on top of another slightly smaller one, filled with ice and cold water (the bottom of the large bowl should touch the ice). Set aside.
2. Put chocolate and water (also sugar and/or liquor if you’re using) in a medium-sized pan and melt the chocolate over medium heat, stirring occasionally.
3. Pour the melted chocolate into the mixing bowl sitting on top of ice and water, and start whisking with a wire whisk (or an electrical hand-held mixer) until thick. Watch the texture as you whip and make sure not to over-whip as it will make the mousse grainy. If the mousse becomes grainy (which is possible at your first try), transfer it back into the pan, reheat until half of it is melted, pour it back to the mixing bowl and whisk again briefly.
4. Divide into four serving cups and serve immediately.
Annals of self-promotion: Laura interviews Carmen Vazquez of Gracias Madre! »
Remember Brassica Supper Club? Oh, we loved it so much! Did you know that it is now considered defunct? DEFUNCT. Such a sadness. However, you can still eat food made by one-third of Brassica, creative genius Carmen Vasquez, who makes desserts at Gracias Madre! Yes, she makes that flan you can’t stop eating! Our Laura interviewed her for SFoodie blog, and because we love Carmen (and also self-promotion), we’re reposting most of that interview right here!
photo of cashew-milk flan by Gil Riego, Jr. for SF Weekly
Laura Beck: What inspired you to make the flan?
Carmen Vazquez: I can’t really say what inspired the creation of the flan. Ever since I found out about this new organic vegan Mexican restaurant, I knew I wanted to be part of it. I originally wanted to help with the development of the savory menu, but when I realized that was already done, desserts it was. I asked my Latino coworkers for ideas on traditional Mexican desserts and flan was the clear winner. It was a challenge, but I like challenging myself—maybe it’s the reason why I enjoy veganizing dishes no matter how “traditional” or difficult they may seem.
LB: Favorite veg food in the city?
CV: I LOVE our house-made corn tortillas! Wow, I’m a sucker for those things: fresh off the griddle with a couple slices of avocado, a sprinkle of salt, and some fresh ground pepper…it’s the best thing ever! But other than Gracias Madre, I really enjoy Millennium. They’ve really been an inspiration in my culinary career.
Ultimate cooking goals?
I’d like to eventually open up my own place. I’d also like to learn more about ingredients and food I’ve yet to experience. To veganize other traditional dishes. To influence other restaurants to choose organic, local, and sustainable produce. And to inspire non-vegans to make healthy and compassionate choices through food.
Project Just Desserts just doesn’t stop! Our second episode guest chef, Janet Hudson of Vegan Feast, liked seventh episode guest chef Bianca’s lemon pies and salted caramel ice cream so much, she made her own version the same day we published it! More gorgeous, tiny lemon pies!
I went ahead and made those pies—I seriously have a weakness for lemon and since we have a tree…. I used my curd recipe and Bianca’s pastry and baked them instead of frying. The ice kreme is basically the same but I swirled in my vegan caramel after and tightened everything up with a good chill.
These crosswords are way the fuck too easy.
To eat the living shit out of.
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One of my parents’ chinchillas died yesterday. She was 16. She died in her sleep, I guess; my poor mom found her little body—they’re small, but so much smaller dead—inside the glass fishbowl they liked to snuggle in together. My parents buried her in the front yard, next to some poppies; carved her a little wooden marker; cried a bit; skipped dinner.
Heartlessly, I feel bad for them, and for the sister she leaves behind, but I won’t miss her. They never really liked me, and I never really liked them, and we didn’t bond, and she was old, and if it was her time to die, then I’m grateful she was able to have what appeared to be a peaceful death.
I care about animals. But these chinchillas were supposed to be our pets, you know, our pals, and they were too wild, and we didn’t make enough effort to socialize them, and one gone eases my guilt for being a bad carer. If I’d known the responsibility that having chinchillas required, I wouldn’t have agreed to getting them so long ago; I was 11, what did I know except we missed our rats who loved us and kept dying, and chinchillas were adorable and long-lived rodents, and having them as pets meant they wouldn’t be turned into fur clothing, so why not?
So naive and selfish. I neglected my fish and he died a couple years ago; no more fish for me. I feel so guilty, like I have so much to make up for, regarding pets. I want my own animal friends so much—I like to think, you know, if they were mine, properly exclusively mine, I wouldn’t neglect them. Maybe that’s why I’m teaching these dogs new tricks, and commands in German? To prove that I’m not a neglectful, selfish asshole? Alternatively because I’m boring myself crazy.
I don’t miss the chinchilla. But I’m sorry for my parents, who do, and I’m sorry for her sister, who has to live alone for the first time in her 16-year life. I know how it feels to be left, at least. Honestly, shamefully, I’m a little sorry for myself for not feeling bad about this, but I can’t force it. It’s just—if they had ever acted like they liked me, even once, if they’d acted like they weren’t scared of me, or if I meant to them anything besides “big-faced thing that distributes raisins,” losing one might mean more.
I was slightly sadder when my mom’s mother died; barely knew her, either. Here’s a lesson: don’t neglect your family, even if they show zero interest in you. Don’t neglect the ones you love, even if they don’t love you back. What are we—OK, what am I—without an active heart? Without empathy?
True story: debating whether or not we got to see our childhood dogs once we got to heaven was the most heated debate my 8th grade Sunday School class ever had. It got to the point where every week someone would bring it up and we’d all harass the poor teacher about it. Remember when I was mentioning my heaven earlier? Your dogs can come too. [via stfuconservatives via uraffuruse]
An equally eloquent discussion on animals and death from Vegansaur Steve.
Vegan mac and cheese in Fit Sugar. Which, I think, is the online equivalent of one of those fake health magazines that’s really just teaching women that there’s only one right shape to be and if you’re not then you might as well kill your fatty fat self. Seriously, don’t buy that garbage, it just wreaks havoc on your self-esteem and makes you hate yourself and other women. Love yourself, sluts! VEGANSAURUS PSA WHAT!
Either way, VEGAN MAC N’ CHEESE WOO!
There’s nothing I can add that wouldn’t distract from the majesty of Oreo Monolith, so let us simply bow down in worship.
ps. Oreos are accidentally vegan so don’t hate.
If you needed further proof that cats are evil geniuses, now they’re learning how to use our technology, which I expect will eventually be used against us. Here’s a video of the two best things in the universe: cats and Apple products. I present to you, a cat using an iPad!
Cats get multitouch! It’s a good thing they still haven’t figured out the can opener. We may still have a purpose, for now.