The rump cut of it: my girlfriend and I eat poorly. Not fast food, boxed dinners, or any kind of garbage like that, we do very well for amateur epicureans. But at this point, Ryan and I are up to the gills with rich cheeses, cured meats, and copious animal fat, with gravy and demi-glace pouring out of our ears.
It's time for a detox – 30 days a vegan. Shouldn't be a problem. I know how to cook. I'm no professional but I have been paid to mess around in kitchens a few times (paper or liquid currency accepted, FYI). One note on my cooking is that I love rich, saucy, hearty meals. Big breakfasts. Huge casseroles. Every meal for me is a Sunday dinner. And snacks consist of their leftovers, probably wrapped in tortillas with a fried egg on top. So my diet will have to fare the same, sans beeves, eggs, cheese...crap.
This short-term blog is just to document what happens, day-buh-day, what succeeds and who doesn't. Recipes from chefs and friends will be credited where due. Godspeed you ravenous emperor.
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