Bob was vegan before we started dating. And he makes amazing baked tofu.
So it turns out that not only do I live with a vegan, I’m also marrying one. Bob the vegan and I will be married Sept. 9, 2012, in Portland, Ore.
Squeeeee!!!!
OK, now that’s out of the way.
I’m not vegan. I’m not even vegetarian but I’ve found myself surrounded by people in most facets of my life that made a choice, either because of ethical or dietary reasons — or some combination of the two — to eschew animal products. And in November 2011, my vegan and I moved in together. I’ll be honest, I had no idea how it was going to work.
Having many vegan friends, I knew about a lot of the good vegan restaurants in the Northwest (more about those in a future post) and I never had a problem eating at any of them. But I also went out for hamburgers and sausage and pepperoni pizza on a regular basis with non-vegans.
So now there’s tofu in the fridge and home-cooked vegan meals waiting for me when I get home from work. And while I still love to have cheese pizza after belly dance class, I find for the most part I don’t really miss the cheese or the meat most days.
But because I get asked so often how I deal with living with a vegan, I eventually came up with the idea to start this blog. My hope is to chronicle some of the highs and lows of eating — or trying to eat — vegan in the Vancouver-Portland area. I want to share some of the best recipes and hardest parts of being vegan. I’m hoping to at least not bore the pants off anyone. Even if the only person who reads this blog is my mom.
Hi mom!
I live with a vegan 