Vegan Values: Pumpkin Protein Bars & Homemade Lattes
Pea Daddy is such a diplomat. We’ve been talking a bit about our finances lately, trying to figure out the best way to set money aside for both the girls for college, pay off our school loans, and really be wise with our choices. I have to admit, I’ve gotten a little lazy when it comes to the “being wise with our choices” part. I blame changing seasons, seasonal flavors and sweater season. Curse you, Fall. Enter Mr. Subtle. Pea Daddy... Read More
Vegan Values: Saag Peaneer
If you are a connoisseur of Indian food, I owe you an apology. Actually, Gigi and Lulu owe you an apology. Good luck collecting that. I had every intention of making an authentic version of saag paneer. Well, except for the fact that I was not going to make my own carefully crafted blend of spices. Two year-old Costco bottle of cinnamon? Don’t mind if I do. And then there’s the tiny detail that my “authentic” saag paneer doesn’t... Read More
Vegan Values: Italian Style Meatless Meatloaf Muffins
“Man friendly” is not a word I would ever use to describe most things in the Pea household. We write on pink Post-Its. We blow our noses on pink Kleenex. And if Pea Daddy cuts himself shaving, he’s going to have to patch himself up with a Barbie Band-aid. They’re pink, of course. Not that the tidal wave of estrogen doesn’t have its perks. There’s never a shortage of hair products, should he ever feel the need for a slicked back look... Read More
Vegan Values: Noodle Salad with Peanut Mmmm Sauce
I have a soft spot in my heart for Chinese food. When I was Lulu’s age, my grandmother was a waitress at a local Chinese restaurant. It was literally a hole in the wall–not in the nicest part of town, only about 15 small tables, and the owners, their close relatives and my grandmother were the only employees. Thirty years later, it’s still in business. And it still has the best Chinese food in town. Present company excluded, of course. My... Read More
Vegan Values: Orange Sesame Tempeh Stir-Fry
What would you do with an extra eight dollars? I’d get a babysitter, for just one hour of peace. Or I’d buy really horrible batteries that would have died inside Gigi’s play microphone by now, because these Duracells are killing me. God love her, Gigi can do a lot of things well, but singing? Yeeeee. I could almost buy the left ballet slipper for Lulu’s mouse costume for Saturday. I found out today that mice need black slippers, and... Read More
