a collaboration

faux vegan and mrs. faux vegan (aka wifeofafauxvegan.blogspot.com) collaborated for dinner tonight. we decided to switch it up tonight. we had been having a lot of brown rice and stir-fry (our meat and potatoes) lately. so we made rice and veggies! haha! it truly was different, though. we made a variation of chiles rellenos. we used yellow rice and black beans, mixed with ground boca crumbles, and stuffed in red and orange bell peppers. the plan was to grill the stuffed peppers, but the briquettes were damp (later it started to pour, so it was for the best).

first, she started the rice, beans and boca crumbles. i was attempting to light the grill.




in the mean time i prepped the bell peppers and preheated the oven.




the peppers weren't able to stand on there own, so i made bases for them.






then we mixed the rice, beans and crumbles.



stuffed the peppers with the mixture and sprinkled with sea salt.





put in a pan with 1/4" of water in the bottom at 400 for 30 minutes and 450 for another 15 minutes.




voila.


serve with salsa and hot sauce to taste (veggie cheese and tofuti sour cream would be good, too. we were out.).

love this poem!

Godzilla's Avocado

Tonight, Prophet
is helping Noni make
"creatures," the term

she "cooked up" for mussels.
I am "Noni," her
fake baby daddy,

the one she got
her style from, not her
"soft and buttery"

bottom lip, that came
from Mommy. Nonies see things differently.
Waffles, brown skin.

Lady Liberty making us all healthy
holding up her green
flame of asparagus.

Prophet's a beaneater,
a yummy Kingpin critter.
Run, edamame, run,

the same sun
that rises in orange juice
sets in mac and cheese.

From a lumpy russet, swirling
in a cosmos of miso,
colors mash into casserole.

Kids love kitchens, the sushi chef
re-ending monsters
with embassy-precision.

Life's raw rolls, ready
to unravel the difficult answers
we wrap in seaweed.

"Love is when two people
like the same food
and the same toys,

but war is when lots of people
dress up like salads
and eat each other."

Messy imagination.
All meals need metaphors.
Poems, cutting boards.

An artichoke's heart does not pump ketchup.
It pumps pesto,
oily, olive clots of guacamole.

Prophet is learning
to grow things, including time,
real time, some sense

of the vitamins of radiance.
The seedling on
the window sill, slow to trust sun.

Kids love nature, things smaller than them,
like mushrooms,
cooked into clouds.

Radiation.
Fooling time, rushing food,
hurts the body.

Pesticides are a big deal, poor bees.
The microwaves
hives fear.
Our silver age of dining.



by Thomas Sayers Ellis

insects and tastes

something weird that i've noticed lately is that i seem to have less fear of bugs and reptiles i used to have major fears of. i've felt a strong connection and compassion towards animals my whole life. everyone that has ever known has known i love animals. i find myself feeling more like who i am created to be by eating the way i am now. a side effect of that seems to be less fear. spiders, bugs, creepy crawlies and snakes and reptiles of the sort don't seem to scare me as much as they used to. i know that the linkage doesn't seem to connect. it's not like i was eating bugs and reptiles before and now i'm not. i'm not really sure the reasoning, but it is one of the effects.



i have not been as strict lately. i find myself taking tastes or not checking all ingredients as much as i should, and i am paying the price for this. one night i stole a bite of ice cream from my wife's stash. a couple times, while eating out, i just assumed something would be ok without asking/checking ingredients. last night, i knew there was a bit of cheese in some pasta salad and the pasta probably had egg in it, i ate it anyway. i got sick every time. i won't go into detail about that, but my can attest to this. my liver is still broken and i feel my body will never go back to letting me eat the way i was before. i am ok with that.



i am, like stated before, realizing this is who i am and who i am meant to be. i am, also, realizing that just because this is who i am, this doesn't mean this is who everyone is/should be. i do believe that, as a whole, americans need to greatly change how they eat, but that doesn't necessarily mean (faux)vegan.