When I first went vegan I was the first to complain that there was nothing to eat. Other vegans would disagree and I’d offer up irrefutable evidence exhibited in a vending machine.
“See?” I would point out. “Nothing is vegan.”
To which they’d look at me as if to say, “are you really using a vending machine as an example?”
I now know what an idiot I looked like.
Today I am planning, preparing, plating and pounding out more amazing vegan dishes than ever before. Like this home made gluten-free, vegan breakfast pizza (breakfast pizza, of course, used to be a mainstay of my diet since I could grab two slices at the local gas station).
Yes, I used to eat at gas stations.
By the way, you are more than welcome to drool over your keyboard.
Go Vegan and Don’t Go Hungry.