Roasted Mushroom and Red Lentil Cakes

I saw this recipe on Vegetation's blog last week, and had to try it out. Over the past few weeks, I've tried a few 'meet loaf' recipes, and haven't really been satisfied. This one sounded promising. Crunchy outside, soft inside, healthy and tasty, especially served along with sauteed broccoli and red capsicum...

The result wasn't the prettiest thing I've ever eaten, but it was good. My recipe was basically the same as hers, but I used ground LSA (linseed, sunflower seeds, and almond) in place of walnuts. And, I had to add a fair bit of extra flour to firm the mix up. But still, the mix was really yummy! Since the oven was on, we made some garlic bread.

A bowlful of gravy sat between Andy and I, and we both poured heaps of it onto our plates. After we finished eating, Andy started to eat spoonfuls of the leftover gravy, but I had to stop him. Drinking gravy just seems too gluttonous, even if it is vegan and virtually fat-free.

An inside shot of the lentil cakes.
A winner! I might try baking this as a loaf, or maybe as patties. The texture would be good as a veggie burger, methinks. And since spring is in the air, and making me sneeze up a storm, patties might be more seasonally appropriate.

Amazon.com

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Container gardening

Even though we rent, and our past few houses haven't been very great for growing things, Andy and I both love the idea of having a garden. It's cheaper, it tastes better, and it just feels good. So we improvise. We've gotten a few styrofoam boxes here and there that we filled up with dirt--one came with the fishtank, and two were full of mangos from the markets (sigh... mango season. How I miss you...). They are perfect for growing a few herbs.

We picked up this Perennial Coriander one day--it tastes just like coriander (cilantro to Americans) but it is so much easier to grow.


And of course we have some basil, a favourite of ours and of this little grasshopper.

Other herbs we have are parsley, thai basil, regular coriander, and garlic chives. In with the herbs are some bird's eye chilli plants. I think the flowers are so pretty.


About a week after we moved house, one of the chillis randomly kicked it. Other chillies in the same box are still healthy, as are the herbs all around it. I don't know what happened. All the leaves fell off, and only the chillis were left behind, so we picked them. They are pretty spicy, and will be great in green curries.
Another unsuccessful attempt at gardening was these tomatoes. We got one Amish Oxheart and one Beefsteak, both of which sound so Not Vegan. They were going well, and grew pretty quickly, but then it got freakishly cold and rainy and they sort of stopped growing. These green tomatoes were the only ones that survived, and they weren't growing at all. Rather than moving the tomato plants, we plucked these off and left the yellow, spindly bushes behind. Anyone got any good recipes for green tomatoes?


And last but certainly not least, our pineapples. This one has been with us for about a year. We have two others which are smaller, and one is a rough-leaf pineapple. All we did was cut off the top, then peel away most of the leaves. Then you put it in a glass of water until roots form, and then you've got your very own pineapple plant! Ours hasn't produced any fruit yet, but we saw one in Sydney in a similar pot that had a baby pine on it, so I'm still hoping.


Maybe we won't be featured on Gardening Australia, but I still love our little container garden. It brightens up the patio, and the herbs liven up our meals. Plus, it's a great way to procrastinate on a Sunday afternoon.

My new home (and some food)

Before I show you my house, some chocolate cake:

A cooperative effort by Andy and me, this cake is super cocoa-y, and features some orange zest and juice. Andy was in charge of the spices, so he added a bit of nutmeg, about a T. of cinnamon, and then a butt-load of wattle seed. The wattle seed was part of an "Aussie bush spices" pack we got for Christmas. It has an earthy flavour that went as well in a Tofu Loaf as it does in this cake.

The cake was made in the new kitchen, which is bright and sunny and has views of the fishtank in the living room, and some greenery out the window.

From the kitchen window we see a handful of palm trees. Out that back door is a mini-laundry room, and the back patio.

At night we pull shut the ugly curtains to keep people from looking in as I wash up in my sweat pants.
The new house is much longer than the old one. Look how far it is from the front door to the kitchen!Down the hall from the kitchen is the bathroom, which features a bathtub--a relaxing change of pace from our old squishy bathroom which only had a shower.

The bathroom has another really cool feature: a skylight. Not a traditional one, but a little dome that lets in so much light. Whenever I go in there during the day, I forget the light isn't on and go to click it off, only to remember it's actually natural light coming in.


Back to the food. I made some salad sandwiches on this 50 cent baguette for lunch. Accompanied by a big fat Sunday paper and a cuppa tea, this was the perfect way to waste an afternoon.
Here's my sandwich with its top off. Scandalous! Hummus, basil leaves, cucumber, tomato, and beetroot. And soy mayonnaise. Yummy!

Contest

Over at Ashwin’s blog, you will find one crazy blog owner!! You can win $2500!! To enter just copy this text and paste it in your blog!! But hurry, this competition will not last long! So get posting!

US$2500 is like, AU$2, 916.47. That's pretty freakin' sweet, if you ask me.

Silliness

Sorry for the pathetic lack of food lately. My camera batteries have been dead, and I kept forgetting to charge them. Deliciosity will be coming soon, I swear!

But first! You may recall my post about the Human Battery Cage. It was only, like, a week and a half ago. I mentioned this article in the Townsville Bulletin, which was printed along with this photo (though the photos from this article were much better):
If you'll notice, I'm the only one smiling in the picture. A few of the others look like, maybe, they were holding them back or something. The photographer took skillions of pictures when she came down, and she chose the one in which I'm smiling and no one else is.

Well, apparently this was not okay with some people. I haven't been following the newspaper, but yesterday (8 days after the original story ran) I flicked it open and saw my name in the Letters to the Editor section! There were two letters from people supporting the chooks, me and the Human Battery Cage. From the sounds of their letter, someone wrote about how stupid the Battery Cage was, and used my smile in the photo as his argument.

I can't seem to find that letter online, or the two letters in support of me. I had to buy a paper yesterday just to re-read the two nice letters! But, I've written a response, and hopefully the Bully will print it. Even better, hopefully someone will send me a copy of this cranky guy's letter.

**UPDATE** Here is the original response:

Protester’s Mixed Message

July 31

I REFER to the photo in today's Bully (25/7) of the anti-battery hen campaigners who caged themselves to highlight the plight of battery hens.

There were six of them crouched in cages and five of them looked somewhat cramped and forlorn.

However, Theresa P***** (a JCU student) had a smile on her face. This would indicate to me that if she were a battery hen, she didn't seem to be too uncomfortable being in the cage.

Was it poor acting on her part? Or, had she just performed one of those reliable and timeless 'fart jokes'.

Not withstanding that, it did start me wondering ... how do you tell if a hen is happy or not? Due to the structure of their beak, which is hooked downwards, they appear unable to smile.

Perhaps, even unable to laugh. Which, may be the reason you never see a chicken in the audience at a comedy festival.

Perhaps Theresa got it right and her expression was portraying how some hens feel ... on the inside.

That's got to be worth a few thousand government grant dollars to investigate. By the way, my award for the best looking `sad hen' went to Drew Fryer. He could quite believably have been a battery hen in a past life.

Rolando T******,
Kirwan.

And the three responses that have followed:

Missing Point of Protest

August 2

THE arrogance of Rolando T****** just took my breath away. His comments on the article about the battery hens just totally missed the point. Battery hens are kept in tiny cramped cages 24/7, and it is cruel. How is it possible to get the message across without getting stupid, infantile comments? Just because hens (and other animals for that matter) don't speak our language, does not mean they can't feel pain pain and misery, and by buying standard eggs you are simply prolonging and continuing this cruel and inhumane practice.
Joanne B******,
Kirwan.

Mockery Unjustified

August 2

IT was with great disappointment that I read Rolando T******'s response to the battery cage activists.
In what was probably a fleeting moment as a way of bringing some light to an otherwise miserable situation, Theresa P***** did the unthinkable -- she smiled.
This was all it took for Mr T****** to fuel his letter that served only to justify the ongoing suffering of caged animals.
The painfully obvious difference between the humans involved in the campaign and the animals they are representing, is that the latter spend their entire lives in these cages, with standing room only.
I cannot respect the opinion of anyone who has not experienced that long-term.
What the activists did was a noble attempt to reduce suffering to those who cannot stand up for themselves.
Matt T*****,
Douglas.

No Battery Hen is Happy

August 3

ROLAND T****** (TB 31/7/07) asks how do you tell if a battery hen is happy? The simple answer is they aren't because they are crammed into a cage so small that they cannot stretch their wings, let alone walk, or peck and scratch at the ground.
One only has to watch a happy free range hen enjoying a scratch and a nice dust bath to realise that the 10.5 million battery-caged hens in Australia are all unhappy hens. There are humane alternatives to the battery cage system in the form of barn and free-range housing systems. The European Union has agreed to ban battery cages by 2012. Perhaps with an election approaching now would be a good time to ask local candidates what their party's policy is on such issues.
Jennifer B****,
Douglas.

I'm really glad that three letters have been printed in opposition to battery cages. Townsvilleans, I never knew you had it in ya! I'm happy to live here now!

Here's my response:

I haven’t seen the letter written by Rolando T****** in response to the Human Battery Cage. I’ve only seen the further responses by Joanne B****** and Matt T*****, and I would like to thank them for their support. Because I’m basing my response on such limited information, though, I may be missing a few points.

It seems as if Mr. T****** took offence with my smile in the photograph. That the photographer caught me with a smile on my face is not surprising—I smile quite often, and that day was no exception. Throughout the day, all the cage-sitters were smiling, laughing, and chatting.

Maybe Mr. T***** is upset that I broke the (false) stereotype that activists (of all sorts) are too serious, have no sense of humour, and never have fun. Or maybe he’s upset that the Human Battery Cage made him think about his diet, and he wasn’t comfortable with that.

Although the Human Battery Cage was meant to illustrate the plight of battery hens, it obviously could not realistically depict the conditions in battery cages. We humans were able to laugh, talk, stretch, and do other normal things.

Battery hens are so restricted that they can’t even stretch out their wings. They can’t do the things that hens normally do, like scratching the ground for bugs, or roosting. When egg-production decreases, it’s common practice to starve the hens for up to a week to force moulting, which starts a new egg-laying cycle. They are often crippled from standing on the wire cage floor, and their feathers are patchy and sparse. The hens are kept in such stressful conditions that they would peck each other to death—if their beak tips hadn’t been painfully burnt off at a young age, that is. At the end of their short lives—only 12 months for some, 2 or 3 years for others, vastly shorter than a normal chicken’s life-span—they’re slaughtered and used for food, or simply ground up and used as fertiliser.

Needless to say, the Human Battery Cage couldn’t adequately show these conditions. What we could do was provide a visual display that sparked conversations with passers-by. If we’d been stoic and unsmiling all day, I think we would have been much less approachable.

I know that my diet doesn’t support the cruel practice of battery farming, and the Human Battery Cage changed a few people’s minds when it came to Townsville, and for those reasons I’m able to smile.

Luckily, I just finished reading In Defense of Animals,edited by Peter Singer, which has a chapter on the media, and using the Letters section of newspapers for outreach. Hopefully someone reads my letter and thinks about their food choices a little.

PS, Mr. T******: there was only one fart joke that day, and it wasn't made by me!

Rockin' Out

Bazu, in a fit of meme-ing, tagged me with the Rockin' Girl Blogger title. A few weeks ago, Kristy gave me the same title, but I didn't follow up and tag new people.

Now, I think you are both totally freakin' rockin'. I love reading your blogs, and looking at your pictures, so I'm honoured that you think I'm rockin' too!

It is now my turn to tag 5 fellow Rockin' Girl Bloggers. In random, non-hierarchical fashion, here are my picks:

• Amy, the Iron Chef Vegan, an Aussie vegan grad student like me who posts delicious looking food photos, many of which feature a Hello Kitty toaster.
• VeggieGirl, a young vegan blogger. Her meals look great, and they please her non-vegan family, and really, what more can you ask of vegan food?
• Vegetation, who somehow manages to raise a family, accommodate a non-vegan partner, take care of a few companion animals, and still cook delicious looking vegan food. And, she makes me laugh.
• KleoPatra, hostess of Pisces Place, whose compassion radiates from the computer screen whenever I read her blog.
• Lelly, a crafty, Scottish, Vegan Freak whose meals have inspired me on more than one occasion.

There are heaps of other rockin' vegan girl bloggers that I would love to tag, but I know that some have already been tagged, and others will be soon! So, Amy, VeggieGirl, Vegetation, Kleo, and Lelly, it's your turn to tag 5 rockin vegan gals. Or, if you don't feel like it, just bask in the glory of being rockin!

Ketchup

Some pictures of food that got stuck on my camera when the batteries died.

Some Sunday Market Bounty. Conjoined twin capsicums...

A bowl-full of mandarins, some freakishly large carrots, and a butternut pumpkin.

A pile of eggplants for only $2.


The butternut pumpkin was diced and mixed with maple syrup, cinnamon, and nuttlex (vegan margarine) to become this delicious side dish.

It accompanied some pasties, which were one of our many attempts to empty the fridge and freezer before we moved. We had two sheets of pastry, and Andy was bored. The results:

Inside, they were chock full o' curried eggplant with heaps of sesame and cumin seeds, carrots, and capsicums.

Here's a photo from ages ago. Tomato, onion and basil flavoured veggie sausages. I forget the brand, but they come in those plastic trays. Tasty, but the texture is mushy and horrible. Topped with sautted onions, mustard and tomato sauce, however, they made a good and simple meal.
With the sausages, we had a BIG salad that Andy made. It featured lettuce, tomato, cucumber, avocado, beetroot, sprouts, and heaps of herbs, including our new Perennial Coriander plant, which is very cool.
A different pumpkin was roasted and tossed with pasta, thyme, and bread crumbs to make this interesting dish. It was good, but I doubt we'll make it again. The bread crumbs made it super dry.
And finally, some hang over food. Don't make this unless you had waaay too much wine the night before. It's grated sweet potato, which I started to cook but then felt sick. Andy took over and added capsicum, tomato, spices, and a tin of spaghetti. Then he put it on toast. I took one bite. He ate his whole plate, took a nap, and then ate my whole plate. I had cereal later in the afternoon.

From now on I'll be posting new pictures of new food from my new house :)

Human Battery Cage

Yesterday the Human Batter Cage was in Townsville, so I brought some cookies and hopped in. I was in there for six hours, but we could get out to stretch our legs and go to the toilet. Aside from being a little cramped, the thing I noticed most was the wire on the bottom. I really feel for the chooks!

The public reaction was positive, for the most part. I even met another Townsville vegan. Of course there were a few jackasses, but that's to be expected. And I don't know how many people made jokes about us laying eggs. Most people agreed that battery cages are awful and said they only buy free-range eggs... Media coverage was pretty good, too. Win News came over, though I didn't get to see what the story was like since I don't have a TV. The Townsville Bulletin printed this story, and they 'interviewed' me for about 10 seconds to add the local flavah.

Basically it was a really fun day, and I got to hang out with some cool people, raise awareness about an important issue, and avoid working on my lit review for the day. I'm a little sore today, especially my tailbone from sitting on the wire, but I don't have time for pain--I'm moving house in 10 minutes!

**Update** I just found this article from the ABC Online. The text is based on an interview with Shane, the mastermind behind the Human Battery Cage. I think it's heaps better than the story from the Bully. Plus, there's more photos.

Two days on, my ass still hurts, and my back is bruised from leaning against the bars, but I've got it easy. I only spent six hours in there. The other five people in the cage with me have been going for up to 5 months. And, of course, the chooks are there for life.

Tagged!

I've been tagged by Bethany over at Vegology.

The Rules:
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

So...

Random fact #1: I've always had a fear of escalators. When I was little, I heard stories about a mystery kid in some mystery town who got his shoe laces stuck in the escalator and he was literally torn up and had to get millions of stitches. Ever since then, I've been super-nervous when I get on and off escalators.

Random fact #2: I'm trying to write a lit review on social movement theories. I don't want to do it, so I waste time looking at blogs and checking my email every 5 minutes.

Random fact #3: I hated onions until I went vegan.

Random fact #4: For the past few weeks, I've been going to bed with socks on every night. But at some point I get hot and kick them off, so there are a few pairs of socks between the sheets at the end of the bed.

Random fact #5: I've never gotten my driver's license. When I turned 21 I had to get my permit renewed so I would have ID to bring to the bar. I ride a hot pink and green bike that I got for $15 instead.

Random fact #6: Andy and I have been out to dinner 1 time in 2007. Townsville isn't terribly vegan-friendly.

Random fact #7: My kitchen is still pathetically understocked. I don't own a muffin/cupcake tin, potato masher, rolling pin, or any other fancy gadgets. It was only two weeks ago that I bought a (second-hand) mixing bowl, and a month before that we got a cookie sheet.

Random fact #8: I'm 22 and working on a PhD, which doesn't seem that weird to me, but nearly all of my fellow students are old enough to be my parents!

I'm going to ignore rules 5 and 6, and not tag anyone. I have seen this meme around at most people's blogs, but if you haven't participated yet, consider yourself tagged!