First of all, happy belated Vday to everyone. 🙂 I refuse to succumb to the depression and angst associated with this “Hallmark” holiday. You know what? I don’t care. Any excuse to bring on the chocolate, cute chalk drawings of hearts on sidewalks, pinks and reds, and overall cuteness is fine by me!
Also, belated happy Chinese New Year: welcome to the Year of the Tiger. Rawr!
Rewind to Thursday night, when, fed up with my Nutmeg Nutbutter(a girl can only take so much Holiday Spice), and inspired by multiple carrot cake recipes cropping up (sorry Natnl. Carrot Cake Day, maybe I’ll catch you next year!) I decided to make Carrot Cake in a Bowl.
I began by filling my nutbutter jar (it was mostly empty) with tropical flavored So Delicious Coconut Yogurt, baby carrots, tahini and granola. I let it soak overnight (munching every now and again).
The next day I blended the whole thing together.
…and put it in a bowl.
Verdict? Definitely carrotty, and a little too sweet.
Because I was leaving for my weekend trip to NYC that day, I covered it with aluminum foil and popped it in the freezer. Carrot cake ice-pops, anyone?
Before leaving for the train station, I fixed myself a lunch of sliced bell peppers, with Twincakes Bakery’s raw softbread spread with avocado and a dollop of hummus on the side.
The train ride was relatively smooth, but I didn’t realize my seat reclined until the full three hours had lapsed. Oh well! I certainly didn’t forget for the ride back, which was much more comfortable. 😉
When we finally arrived in NYC, I went to Pure Food and Wine for the first time. It is absolutely amazing. I have never had such delicate, delectable raw food. The lighting was very bad for food photography and I was ravenous so unfortunately there aren’t any pictures.
Each dish was amazing. I had port-soaked portobello mushrooms, my dad had lasagna and my friend, K, had some ravioli. ❤ The “cheese” on my salad (appetizer) was amazing. I cannot fathom how it was made. I’m thinking, mashed, grated fermented nuts? It was smooth, creamy, sharp and tangy…perfect!
After dinner we stopped a block away at One Lucky Duck, Pure Food’s takeaway joint, and I bought a Moonpie to enjoy over the next few days.
Upon arrival at my cousin’s apartment,
I happily devoured these cupcakes…
…with my eyes.
Unfortunately, I knew the refined sugars, artificial food colorings and lactose would not do me any good. I wanted to be healthy for the whole weekend, and was satisfied by taking pretty pictures of them. 🙂
Next morning for breakfast I enjoyed a green juice from OLD (One Lucky Duck, heh).
Super fresh-tasting, yummy goodness.
Many fruits were enjoyed that day.
Sweet, tart, and flavorful…just how I like ’em!
I met up with a friend for lunch and we went to a small asian restaurant in the upper west side.
I had a mountain of rice with hijiki seaweed and a cold, sour scoop of (some sort of) greens on the side. YUM. (I can’t recall the restaurant’s name but will txt her asap, ’cause you guys should really check this place out.)
I met up with some friends from a summer program in downtown NYC. We went to the New Museum of Contemporary Art.
It was an amazing experience. Plus I drooled over my friend’s cool vintage shoes.
The next day was Vday. And I got to spend it with the greatest guy – my dad. 🙂
It was super chilly, so I wanted somethin’ hot to warm me from the inside. We I chose Peacefood Cafe, which I’d heard about from this crazy hippie.
Walkin’ on the way to Peacefood Cafe
Just from reading the menu, I knew it was going to be fabulous – and I was right.
They are a vegan cafe and bakery. The interior was warm and sunlight poured into the room from large glass windows, creating an overall cheerful mood. My dad and I split their soup of the day, a twist on the Indian dahl dish.
We also split a Caesar Salad, which was crisp and creamy – delicious. Usually I hate croutons, but Peacefood’s were uniquely yummy. They bake their french bread until crisp and break it apart… not just crumbly tasteless “bread”-things.
For our main courses, I had a plate of veggies: eggplant and broc to be precise.
Delicious, again. Not over-cooked. Not over-flavored. Just simple, good food.
My dad had a creamy tempeh avocado sandwich. I couldn’t help but gobble down nearly half of it…
The side of sprouts and jicama were sour and crisp.
Though we were both stuffed, neither of us could resist the dessert taunting us by the register. There were cakes, pies, raw options, muffins and savory baked goods all clamoring for our attention. What to choose?
We debated on a few things including a decadent strawberry cake, and decided finally on splitting a large slice of chocolate coffee-cake with cream cheese frosting.
I sipped on a hot cup of mint tea between bites and my dad had a sweet chai latte.
A few minutes later…
Needless to say how fabulous everything was… I was truly elated by the time we left.
The next day was bittersweet. I packed my things, said goodbye to my cousins and grandparents, and lamented not being able to visit more great vegan restaurants on my short trip.
Then I headed off to the Tim Burton exhibit in the MoMA. He is amazing. Absolutely amazing. There were glowing objects, a totally black room, ink drawings with watercolor… it was all slightly creepy, but most pieces had a tinge of dark humor and I loved every minute of it. I am pretty sure the exhibit will be open for a few more months so, if you get the chance, go check it out.
I went relatively early in the morning but the line was still huge, so if you’re not a member, be prepared for a long wait in the cold.
That day, my dad, K and I stopped back at Peacefood for a quick lunch. I grabbed a thick slice of chocolate chip banana bread and a carrot muffin for the train.
Only a bit left in my fridge now…
The ride back to school went by relatively quickly and as I reclined peacefully in my seat I totally embraced the brief moment of peace before returning to the hectic schedules of daily school life.