Over the weekend, I had a non-vegan houseguest. He was initially pretty wary of my "weird" eating habits.
On the first morning, I asked if he would like to try one of my homemade vegan breakfast sausage patties. He gingerly agreed to "try one." On the second morning, he asked if he could have two.
I noticed he was also pretty comfortable with raiding my cookie jar -- my oatmeal raisin cookies are made with unsweetened apple sauce and oat milk. And, he liked my rustic, crusty no-knead vegan bread so much that he took a copy of the recipe with him when he left.
Hmm. Maybe my food isn't so "weird" after all.
On the first morning, I asked if he would like to try one of my homemade vegan breakfast sausage patties. He gingerly agreed to "try one." On the second morning, he asked if he could have two.
I noticed he was also pretty comfortable with raiding my cookie jar -- my oatmeal raisin cookies are made with unsweetened apple sauce and oat milk. And, he liked my rustic, crusty no-knead vegan bread so much that he took a copy of the recipe with him when he left.
Hmm. Maybe my food isn't so "weird" after all.