On a cold, brisk Friday morning, I woke up and a thought randomly popped in my head: I’m going to make a cake.
I had been thinking about trying out a vegan diet for a while. Not because it is “trendy” or “healthier” than regular diets if that is what you are thinking. (Whether going vegan is trendy and healthy or not is debatable itself.) But with the rising environmental and ethical concerns with consuming meat and animal products, I have become more and more aware of these issues through social media and the internet.
But first of all, what is veganism? According to the Vegan Society, a vegan diet is a plant-based diet avoiding all animal foods such as meat (including fish, shellfish and insects), dairy, eggs and honey. If you choose to venture onto a full-on vegan lifestyle, you also avoid using leather and animal-tested products such as makeup and personal care ones.
Specifically, here are some explanations of the reasons why I decided to try being a vegan:
Gevulde speculaas is not a person, if that’s what you’re thinking. It is a traditional Dutch spiced cookie, filled with almond paste. It literally means “filled cookies.” It is actually pretty random how I came across this dessert. I didn’t know what I was eating when I first took a bite of this peculiar pastry in Amsterdam, when my friend brought it from a bakery on our way to the train station. After some digging on the Internet and finding out that it’s called gevulde speculaas, I didn’t even know how to pronounce it. I still don’t.
It’s 1AM and I don’t know why I’m talking about beets.
I guess it all started when I tried to make a beet salad last night to bring to school for my lunch today. Eating out in Paris is expensive, so I’ve been meaning to cook for myself and be a real adult. I went to this farmers’ market, Marché des Enfants Rouges, saw these fresh looking salad vegetables, and impulsively bought a handful of them along with a beet. I’m going to make myself a beet salad! I said to myself.
Sometimes the simple pleasures in life are, well, really simple. A cup of coffee in the morning, a gentle purr from your cat, a gust of cool evening breeze brushing against your face. I associate comfort with simplicity, and food with comfort. I guess I found love in a banana place – my type of comfort lays in a slice of warm, homemade banana bread. Continue reading “My type of comfort food: banana bread”