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Last month, team VVC took a quick trip to Seattle. It basically went like this: Soy lattes were sipped. Pickle chips were consumed. Vegan treats were sought out. Locations were visited. It was business as usual.
One of my first stops: a mug of house Caffé Vita & the vegan chocolate cupcake at Cupcake Royale
What clearly, caught my attention. I must admit, with a sign like this, I was expecting more than one vegan option, but it was good, albeit crumbly.
Once I arrived in the U District, I stopped at Trabant for a soy latte.
For brunch, I arrived early and revisited Plum. I had enjoyed the spicy mac & yeast, years ago, but overall, was left with a really greasy feeling in my stomach, and I’m not usually one to say such a thing.
The perplexingly plated Fresh Tofu Benedict – with tender, savoury seitan unlike anything I’ve had before (making me want to try it in pho), paired with a pomegranate mimosa.
I’m pleased that I tried this – and it was the most expensive item on the menu, but I would opt to try some of their fancy pancakes next time. I’m glad I dined solo and no one was there to witness the constant state of distress I experienced with each bite.
Dinner time, I met up with team VVC for hugs and cocktails at a seemingly mandatory stop on my past few Seattle visits: the Highline.
Sometimes I’m thrilled with my food, sometimes I’m near-terrified. This time, my long-awaited pickle chips were served indoors, remained crispy and warm for an impressive amount of time, and I was ranch-dipping and stoked. Yeah, they were salty and battered and dill-y and awesome.
The TLT. Classic, but nothing on D.C. Veg’s new TLT-on-a-sub-roll creation.
We stayed in a budget hotel outside of the U-District, which meant we somehow found ourselves across the street at the Ram for some type of manic late night happy hour with $3 pineapple & whipped cream vodka cocktails.
Michele and I went with the upside-down pineapple drop, with Vanilla Stoli & Pinnacle Whipped Cream vodka; Janessa went with a microbrew
Breakfast time at Herkimore: Mighty-O doughnut & soy latte. Ah.
Naturally, we picked up some goodies at Sidecar.
Our sight-seeing including a visit to Pike Place Market and Cinnamon Works.
One day, I will actually take note of whose art this is at Bang Bang. Because I want it on my walls. All of them.
I did manage to grab a plate of their smokey mac & cheese for lunch, while my silly cohorts ate bagels or something. I was content!
Smokey Mac & Cheese with a side of toast, Bang Bang Cafe
We had a meeting at the Seattle Public Library for our VVC Tech Seminar in the fall.
Supplemental caffeination via an iced Americano with soymilk at Victrola Coffee
Spiked refreshment, courtesy of a jalapeño pomegranate margarita at Bimbos Cantina.
It may not have had that spice the name promised, but there was green hot sauce on the table – and a photo booth downstairs.
Our table somehow fit not one, but two of these BoBo Platters
Our table also shared Beef & Broccoli, Vietnamese Crispy Fried Noodles – a unique dish I’d been craving since 2007, and a Ginger Soy Chicken special.
No photos of the noodles, but let me add that I’ve been googling them sporadically since first trying them, and have never seen anything close!
Mandarin Crispy Tofu
The espresso blend was freshly roasted and on sale for $5. Heck, yes. Cue cold pressing.
It looks me nine years of dwelling in the Pacific Northwest, one quick train ride, and the encouragement of two sisters, but I finally made it to Eugene for the weekend recently. The break included sunshine, strolls, Lane County farmers market, vegan food, frolicking at the top of Skinner Butte, soy lattes, TMNT: The Secret of the Ooze, and the charming company of the Sisters Legume.
Everything I’d heard about Eugene seemed to be true: it was scenic, it was cozy, it was much closer than I thought, there were lots of bikes, interesting pizza, cute vegetarian carts and the breeze often carried a delightful combination of nutritional yeast and pot. It reminded me of weekend trips to Northampton, MA during my college years.
After a late night arrival, we started the weekend bright and early at the Wandering Goat coffeeshop. We quickly moved on to the second order of business: picking up treats for later at Sweet Life. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard friends who’ve been to Eugene debate Sweet Life vs. Sweetpea, it’s ridiculous. Just bring on the pastries!
The verdict on the box from Sweet Life Patisserie: I appreciated the dark (perhaps, black cocoa powder?) chocolate cake of the cupcake with bites of the rich, coconut & brown sugar-tinged salted caramel frosting. It made me realize how many bakeries must use cheap cocoa powder – the difference here was apparent. The blueberry fritter was more like a soft scone, which wasn’t up my alley, and while I didn’t try the cinnamon roll, J. Legume found it to be a “fine cinnamon roll”, but ” a struggle” to devour. So darling.
Once we had consumed and breathed in enough sugar for the morning, we stopped at the downtown farmers market to take in some greens.
It would be another week before I had a chance to visit the Portland Farmers Market since it’d reopened for the Spring, and my local green-seeking-radar was going crazy. It had been so long since I could purchase raab without a plastic tag. So, so long.
For a legitimate lunch, we stopped by vegan food cart-turned-adorable dinerette, Cornbread Cafe.
Why does one go to Cornbread Cafe? Why, vegan comfort food. Shout it out style: VEGAN COMFORT FOOD.
Just look at this menu, full of cruelty free country classics.
My new, bizarro cashew allergies withheld the gravy and cheese sauce options (and the d-cheese does not appeal to me), but I was incredibly satisfied with my plate, so who cares?
I don’t, and will continue to tell myself this (alright, again and again), return, and chomp into more crunchy-coated Southern Fried and Buffalo style tofu, after which, I will one day try the Shredded BBQ Seitan and Chicken Fried Tempeh.
Basically, I’m already penciling in a second visit on my next trip to Eugene, unless the Garbanzo Grill cart catches my attention first. We can share.
Such vegan wonders from such a small-ish city! That’s the Northwest for ya.
For dinner, we picked up a pizza from a place I’d heard both raves & a few whines about through the years, PRI: the Pizza Research Institute.
Admittedly, I decided to bypass the famous peach and pear topped ‘zas once I heard they were canned fruit, which is silly, since the pineapple and jalapeno party below was the same case, and it was March. We built our own pie, and while the tangy, miso cheese sauce took some time to set, it was a welcome change from processed shreds. The toppings, however, overloaded the chewy crust. That being said, I’d return to try out a peach slice and a pint of ale. There’s no way around it. Plus, any pizza is better pizza when paired with costumed turtles.
Cowabunga, Eugene – til we meet again.
Back in January, the busy month that was, I went with team VVC to scout Chicago as a potential location for Spring 2013’s conference.
Did we want the conference to take a leap east to a bigger city? Or did we want one more year of celebrating the vegan grandeur of our own home turf? We’ve now been discussing the pros and cons of both locations for 2 months, and as of last week, came to a decision. I won’t spill the beans here – you can check out the Vida blog for the official news.
As for the windy city, I had never been before, and had 3 items on my to do list:
1) Location scouting
Verdict: Check! Plenty of possibilities in multiple neighborhoods, and really great, really reliable public transit options – one stop even told us the weather, which bring me to…
Verdict: We arrived the morning after the first real storm of the season – check! I used to joke that I suffered from reverse seasonal depression since moving from New York and Boston to Portland, where it rarely snows for more than a few minutes within the city and 40F is a low. I miss the chills. To be fair, I do loathe humidity, as well.
3)Vegan deep dish pizza
Verdict: According to our friend Snarky Vegan, there was a pizzeria in Chicago that was serving vegan deep dish until it closed a couple of years ago. These days, you can request a deep dish pie without cheese, making sure to ask about butter in the crust, or you can go to other pizza parlours for Daiya or Teese (hometown pride, y’all) topped pies. Michele and Janessa did have a chance to hit up one local shop for a cheese-less slice after I headed back to Portland for work (d’oh!), but overall, I did enjoy our pie at The Boiler Room. More on that follow below.
Three Days, Five Things, Chicago
With three full days, I had a taste for Chicago, and longing for more Upton’s under my belt. It’s a huge city with spread out vegan options, including the classic Chicago Diner (which we dined at twice, rest assure).
Since I’ve been a major procrastinator (see: December travels) and Janessa and Michele are covering the same trip, in addition to our joint contributions, for the VVC blog, I wanted to break down my brief stay in Chicagoland with my five favorite food experiences. Plus, it’s an internet blogging list rule, or something.
Regrettably, in my five days, there was more I tried that I wasn’t a fan of (I’m still trying to get the thought of a hybrid cheese sauce off my tongue) vs. what I could rave about, so the list was easier to put together than I planned on.
The tops include my inaugural torta experience at Quesadilla, a stand-in for deep dish pizza at The Boiler Room, classic milkshakes, caffeination, a surprise turn with cake balls, and more swooning over Upton’s products.
First up, Quesadilla:
Quesadilla La Reyna del Sur
2235 N Western Ave
Chicago, IL 60647
Ordering a Soy Curl-stuffed torta from Los Gorditos – either the truck or the restaurant – has been on my to-do list for years now. I’ve simply been so easily distracted by burritos and mulitas and the quick journey home to my apartment. Now that I’ve experienced the tremendous satisfaction that was my meal at Quesadilla’s, as pictured below, it could actually happen?!
Next stop, The Boiler Room:
The Boiler Room
2210 N California Ave
Chicago, IL 60647
We held a small VVC reunion at The Boiler Room once we learned that deep dish pizza with vegan cheese, our original intent, was currently nowhere to be found in the city. The crust was surprisingly thin with an element of flop, something that saddens my inner New Yorker. I will, however, give kudos to the high quality ingredients and availability of Upton’s seitan products. It takes something special overshadow the d-cheese, in my humble option.
Millennium Park Coffee Bar
53 East Randolph Street
Chicago, IL 60601
Let’s just say that while it was not my first visit to an Intelligentsia location, coffee on a warm day in Silver Lake does not compare to a soy latte on a brisk day in Chicago. I quickly went through the smokey Diablo Dark Roast I brought back home with me.
Cake Balls at Bleeding Heart Bakery
Bleeding Heart Bakery
1916 W. Chicago Ave.
Chicago, IL 60622
So, I’ve yet to take an official stance on cake balls. Part of me thinks they’re dumb, part of me really enjoyed the moist cake balls at the evidently-starred-on-a-Food-Network-special Bleeding Heart Bakery, part of me wants to throw every round piece of sprinkle-coated cake I see out of a window, and my heart says I should really give Dovetail’s a chance in Portland before I roll my eyes some more.
Vegan Milkshakes! I experienced the joy of two creamy vegan milkshakes in the windy city. I want more.
3411 N Halsted
Whole Foods Lincoln Park’s Diner
1550 N. Kingsbury Street
Chicago, IL 60642
Chicago Diner: Like we went to Chicago without dining here twice! I often suffer from bad-ordering luck, and it happened here with a few plates, despite small plate sharing optimism with Janessa. Over all, I think brunch had the most potential, regret not ordering the Titanic BLT or more with Upton’s seitan (a reoccurring theme of the trip) and have to give my props to their milkshake…and they were out of whipped cream at the time. It was an awesome welcome.
Whole Foods: Team VVC had a momentous shopping excursion at Whole Foods in Lincoln Park, where we sipped sparkling wine as we strolled the aisles picking up goodies and stopping at the Diner. I’m not one of veggie dogs, but my cohorts dug in, while I opted for a different classic:
I’ll spare the details, but I would not order these appetizers again:
Coming across two Native Foods in Chicago = delightful. I picked up a Twister wrap with blackened chickin’ for dinner on my Denver layover on my way out-of-town.
It’s now been one month and one week of fresh young coconut withdrawals, and I’ve finally stopped tearing up as I glance at the $2.99 and up, flown-across-the-globe selections around town. It hasn’t been easy (well, the glaring price helps), but somehow, I keep my wallet in my bag. Recently, I caught myself staring at coconut photos in my Flickr and slowly realized, it’s beyond time I shared some of my winter vacation photos from SE Asia. And being that it’s the day after eat-chocolate-in-bed day, I finally knew where to begin.
Let me explain: during my travels, I attended three very different culinary classes: a vegetarian cooking class at Peace Cafe in Siem Reap, May Kaidee’s Cooking School in Bangkok, and Raw Chocolate Prep by De-Hydraded Modern Living Cuisine. I’ll get to the first two classes eventually, because I really want to tell the tale of my love affair with Cambodian Amok and so on, but for now, let me photo document some raw chocolate creations. The class was taught my friend, the charming Jennifer M. Robertson, who I’d met at Vida Vegan Con back in August. Ah, the VVC connection! Jen showed our class how to make a Thai-spiced chocolate smoothie, a rich chocolate torte with a well-textured coconut macadamia crust, assorted raw chocolate truffles, decadent bite-sized chocolate candies with a “royal” garnish, and be still my heart, young coconut-based dark chocolate ice cream with a candied cardamom-pistachio topping. Nearly everything used was organic, all dishes were prepared from scratch, and generous samples were provided of everything.
First up, a Thai-spiced chocolate smoothie with a base of frozen bananas and fantastic heat from local, organic chili peppers. When you ask a class in Thailand if they want their smoothie “spicy”, the response is going to be enthusiastically positive.
Looking back on this photo, I remind myself to breathe.
Starting the ice cream process
For the tart crust.
Prepared raw macadamia and coconut tart crusts. This simply set for a short period of time before filling.
Raw cacao butter based truffles + green tea powder
Raw lucuma powder – so intriguing!
For the chocolate candies. The gold leaves are of a Buddhist design.
Set & adorned (these are clearly my jet-lagged examples)
Cacao nibs, crushed nuts and candied cardamom-pistachios: all raw toppings for the following treat…
Everything I sampled (damn new cashew allergy!) was so lovely, but the young coconut-based dark chocolate ice cream was tops and one of the most memorable flavors of my vacation.
My decorated tart, with dark chocolate mousse and torn flower petals
Jen takes her classes and retreats around the world. Check out the De-hydrated facebook for regular updates.
I remain a broken record these last few posts. Reflections on my Southeast Asian travels, this past week’s VVC scouting trip to Chicago, and a Portland vegan nacho report (East End, Veggie Grill, etc.) are bound to come. I’m slowly compiling a list of my most memorable travel meals, and have been trying to recreate a few, as well. Khao Soi Noodles, Young Coconut Curry, Tom Yam, Tofu Larb and a ‘Wedding Dip’ in Siem Reap are all encouraging visits to Fubonn and eyerolls to food cart options. I’m now back in town for a few weeks solid, at the least, and caffeination has been at my side once I was able to stomach it in Portland once more…
From this weekend: cup of coffee, Chicago Diner
Equal Exchange beans & sugar
This past Autumn: Soy Cappucino, Cloud Seven Cafe
Just yesterday: Soy Cappucino [f] & Soy Latte [r], Fresh Pot downtown
Stumptown Coffee Roasters
Hilltribe coffee & steamed soy milk, Blue Diamond in Chiang Mai
The post Montavilla Farmers Market stop: Soy Latte, Bipartisan Cafe
Soy Latte, Public Domain Coffee
PD/Coffee Bean International
Soy Latte, Aliviar Coffeehouse
Maeve and I stopped here before the screening of My Own Private River with Gus Van Sandt and James Franco at the Hollywood Theater. Jitters. Swooning.
Soy Latte, Coffee Division
Stumptown Coffee Roasters
Lastly: more caffeination in Chicago. I picked up a pound of El Diablo Dark Roast from Intelligentsia’s Millennium Park Coffeebar on Monday.
Soy Latte, Intelligentsia in Millennium Park
The following is a continuation of menu food porn from my recent Veggie Grill weekend. This post hereby includes upcoming Veggie Grill menu items of the ‘fork and knife’ variety (brief pondering: Do you call it ‘knife and fork?’ Or is that phrasing simply more carnivorous?), a morning visit to the Hollywood Farmers Market, strolling the Venice Beach pier, more silly photos, and further anticipation for the Beaverton opening, just over a week away. Never before have I muttered a similar sentiment for this suburb, but I like to think I returned from my December travels lighthearted, open-minded, prepared to take public transportation wherever it may go (and in any language), and certainly, craving American-style vegan cuisine.
First up, I appreciate a hotel with a chilled pitcher of soymilk, ready to go.
You know, I should have gotten my hopes up (and denied my bladder) when I passed by this publicity poster in an upstairs room. I missed out on a Dolly Parton lobby-walk-by, by mere moments.
My time visit to the Hollywood Farmers Market.
We were serenaded by a Michelle Williams look-a-like in between produce stops.
Branded iced tea shots from a Ghostbusters-style backpack. So LA?
Moving on, we made it to the West Hollywood Veggie Grill, which I had lunched at last fall on my first visit to LA, for our second lunch tasting.
The full menu is here.
Here’s what we all came here for, the food.
Most importantly, we started again with nachos. Most definitely, I did not complain. I may have applauded. I’m not normally one for the D-cheese, but Veggie Grill uses it as a base in their nacho sauce, and it really works.
Uptown Nachos [Daiya-based sauce]
Sweetheart Chili Cheese Fries [Daiya-based sauce]
NEW: Bayou Chickin’ Caesar Wrap
Chillin’ Chickin’ Strips, Sweetheart Fries, Ranch and Sweet & Sour for dipping
Wait a minute!
Chickin’ nuggets, Chipotle Ranch (how I dig thee) and BBQ sauce
NEW: Buffalo Chickin’ Sandwich
Fun tidbit: all sandwiches are available wrap-style or served on a bed of kale
NEW: Chicken Fried Steak Plate [Gardein] with Mashed Potato & Cauliflower (aka Caulipots! Name credit: Isa Chandra Moskowitz), Steamed Kale and Porcini Caper Gravy
NEW: The Gluten-free Urban Plate with Grilled Portobello, Grilled Tempeh, Caramelized Onions, Steamed Kale (aw, yeah!), Chipotle Ranch (yeahyeahyeah!), Tomatoes with Basil and Guacamole
NEW: Chocolate Pudding Parfait with Crushed Oreos and Sour Cream Frosting
Our Sunday tasting club: Terese from Veggie Grill, Janessa, Webly, myself and Veggie Grill ‘s “Food Man” himself, Ray.
One last look – surely, that’s a celebrity power couple clandestinely dining on the patio. It would be almost exciting as realizing Daryl Hannah was sitting behind us the day before in a series of ridiculous pudding photos.
Hello, Venice Beach…
After a week back in rainy Portland, I admit, I missed reading on the beach.
If only there was a rum-based cocktail in a coconut available in place of $3 PBRs. Isn’t this the land of $2 buck Chuck?! The red is vegan-friendly, btw.
With that, we were on our way back to Portland -
Avocados & lemons in tow
I also had some Nicobella chocolates in my bag to sample back home.
On the downside, the mysterious Michele’s take out did not make it home with her.
More discussion coming soon to Stumptown Vegans, in addition to photos and menu tales from next week’s pre-opening event in Beaverton. Check out their website and facebook for Portland AREA opening information. I’m out.
As for me, I’ll be in Chicago for the first time with the VVC gals this weekend (please share any tips!), and I’m focused on hushing my inner New Yorker about the idea of an authentic, deep dish pizza.
While I could sit here for hours and slowly being to photo document my December-long travels in Southeast Asia, deciding the next day’s destination on a whim, sleeping in a bamboo hut alongside a river, attempting to rock a saree at a Sindhi wedding, watching the sunset from the steps of ancient ruins, or the young coconut curry that changed my life, and so on…well, I’m almost ready. First, however, comes the story of my satisfying weekend in Los Angeles.
No holds barred, here’s the gist: mere days ago, I was one of a few lucky-ass Portland bloggers flown down to LA (what!) for lunch tastings at Veggie Grill. I’ve been twice before, in West Hollywood and Irvine, and was a fan, and frankly, I thought the email I half-read while waking up in Thailand sounded too good to be true: Meet & Greets with founders? Cocktail hour with the CEO? Special lunch tastings and previews of upcoming menu items? Traveling with friends? Were they taking vegan bloggers seriously? Would we take ourselves too seriously?
The departure for the overnight whirlwind was less than a week after my arrival back home, and my jet lag was only just fading, but I was in.
Again, the day was incredibly satisfying. It began with an early morning flight and quickly moved onto an extensive lunch tasting of the classic Veggie Grill menu items, while meeting with the co-founders, a visit to The Getty, haute cocktails with the CEO at The Bazaar, and later on, our off-site dinner at Mao’s before collapsing in bed watching Chelsea Lately.
I’ll be sharing more from our second day, including new menu items, and any news about the Portland area locations that comes my way soon, as well as in-depth thoughts on the food itself over at Stumptown Vegans with Webly.
As for the first restaurant opening in the Northwest (which includes Beaverton, Portland and Seattle), expect the Beaverton Veggie Grill to open its doors the last week of January, followed by downtown Portland later this Spring.
The following are photos from the day, in order. You can download the current menu on their website.
It all started with our ride for the weekend, Lonnie, as joined by Janessa:
Cookies in the car for breakfast!
Uptown Nachos. We were treated to plates of these as lunch starters on both days, and I am not complaining.
Buffalo Wings [Gardein] and Ranch with celery
All Hail Kale Salad with roasted corn salsa and agave-roasted walnuts
New favorite breakfast = leftover kale salad!
Refreshment break: Iced Pomegranate Green Tea
The burgers begin…
El Dorado Style VG-Cheeseburger
Sweetheart Fries and my beloved Chipotle Ranch
Quinoa Mac-N-Cheese with Garlic Breadcrumbs [Daiya-based]
You may think we were done sampling, but as the lovely Janessa showcases, we had more to come…
A few bites of dessert, perhaps?
Carrot Cake, Chocolate Tofu Pudding & Walnut Chocolate Chip Cookie
“That cookie is just asking to be dipped in pudding” – Julia
It’s rare that my photo will included, but you guys….Janessa took a pudding photo series, and I wanted to share my favorite.
The end! Of Saturday’s lunch tasting, that is.
Smiling bloggers & The Veggie Grill Founders & CEO
Ordering is counter-style at all Veggie Grills
Even as co-founder, Kevin’s cravings are relentless….
After our first lunch tasting on Saturday, we headed off to The Getty for some wandering.
Not to mention a lot of close calls on these extended steps -
Cruising down Rodeo Drive may not have been a dream come true, but I like to think we were filming the opening sequence for some awful reality show that will never make it on air. I am not signing a release.
Later on, we digested and went for a cocktail hour at The Bazaar at the SLS.
I ordered the “New Way” Dirty Martini with Belvedere, on the right. Naturally, I could not pass up the chance for a burst of olive spherification and foamy olive brine air. I mean, come on.
Our group also experienced two table-side liquid nitrogen creations, including Michele’s Caipirinha and Webly’s Shirley Temple, pictured below. This series simply reminds me that I’m back from vacation and a new camera is totally on my back-to-life for a bit wish list.
This may have been the least dramatic of the hotel bathrooms used over the weekend, and yet I wondered such things as…just where will the water go in these sinks? Can people see through these stalls?
Fried noodles and sweet dipping sauce
Janessa and I split an order of the People’s Potstickers to start, filled with black & woodear mushrooms, smoked tofu and minced bok choy.
Next up to our table was a Peasants’ Onion Pancake. Not my type of dish due to our enemy status, but the ladies seemed to enjoy it.
Our crispy Beijing Spring Roll was $1. Enough said.
Tofu Fried Rice
Long-life Beans with Tofu
Hong Kong Chow Mein
HOLY CRAP, ROAMING, COULD-BE-FAMOUS, CARTOONISH FOOD CART ALERT!!!!1!!11!!
Day Two is up next. Go fawn over the menu some more til then.
Disclaimer: All lunch dishes were provided for by Veggie Grill, of which I have no contractual affiliation. I simply really enjoyed this outrageously fun weekend.
In a matter of mere hours, I’ll be en route to Bangkok via LAX (insert Ana Lucia reference here) and Tokyo, for my first multi-week vacation in years, across Southeast Asia. Magically, my vacation is only partially scheduled, as the core intention is to attend a college friend’s wedding, after which I’m heading to northern Thailand with another college friend to spend time with her family, followed by a few days of relaxation in Laos, a flight to Siem Reap, on-wards in Cambodia and back to Bangkok.
As I type this, I’m contemplating what t-shirts and sundress (and nutrition bars, Dr. Bronners and emergency bag of nooch) I want to spend the next month with, and hoping my back survives while my mind and tastebuds are blown.
If you have any recommendations, please, do share. You can also email me at GetSconed AT gmail.com.
I’m sure I’ll return with photos galore in 2012, but for now, if you wish to peer into my adventure, here’s my silly travel blog (which led me to realize how many times I’ve abandoned a baby tumblr in the past – we’ve all been there), inspired by an inside joke with my brother and my friend, Bahar. Time will tell if I keep it up…