Make Your Own:  High Protein Loaf Bread

A year or so ago, I made Javant’s sandwich loaf bread, Healthy Vegan Eating, YouTube channel. It was touted as a light, non-gluten bread. I was curious, so I tried it. It was my first time using psyllium husk. It was good.

Now i have his cookbook and it offers a high protein bread. So of course I tried it. I wanted to know how it compared the sandwich loaf.

High Protein Bread

I expected it to be really dense and hard. It was denser and heavier than the sandwich loaf. The outside was crusty and the inside was soft. I enjoyed it and it was filling.

Make Your Own: Mushroom Bacon

So many people ask why do you want bacon if you are vegan. I can only answer for myself. I am a born and bred southern girl who grew up with bacon used in all kinds of dishes: Breakfast meals, sandwiches, vegetables and all by itself. The flavor it gives to the foods is something you miss so we , I search for that flavor and a vehicle that will satisfy the month feel and the  purpose bacon once served.

I have tried using zucchini and other vegetables but I want to try mushrooms this time. The trumpet mushroom seemed to be a good a vehicle. I also wanted to try it with no oil. I think that is the biggest difference in this recipe and what I have done before.

The flavors in this date based marinade is very good but I miss the maple syrup flavor. I think I will try his recipe but use less date paste and add a little maple syrup. It is baked and not fried. I was quite satisfied.

I forgot to take a picture when I first removed the tray from the oven. This picture is a few days later as I was preparing breakfast. Notice how much they shrank. I wanted them crispy so I overcooked just a little. Their not burnt but close. Perfect for me and tasty.

Getting Richer

I have been absent but I have not been idle. I have been enriching my soil. Or should I say life has been enriching my soil? I was blessed to visit Los Angeles in March. I attended the celebration of my mother’s 90th year of life. Old friends, family members I had not seen in a long while and my mom’s new friends (new to me) gathered together. It was glorious. I then spent time with my son and his family. My baby granddaughter gave me pure unconditional love. She is one of my lights.

I returned home to join into a flurry of activity. I was able to spend time with my other lights, granddaughter and grandson. I joined in the resurrection production activities at my church. In the midst of all this the choirs had to prepare for regular Sunday services. I was tired but overwhelmed with joy. I truly enjoy my fellow choir members. We laugh, we cry, we disagree, we work it out, we worship together, we minister together. It is glorious. Rich soil.

Before I went to L.A., I ordered a cookbook, Make Your Own by Javant Benson. I discovered him on YouTube. He is a vegan cook who uses no-oil, no wheat and no refined sugar. I had wanted to decrease if not eliminate my use of oil. I tried some of his recipes and liked them. He had done the heavy lifting, trying different ingredient combinations to produce tasty, healthy vegan food with no oil. I decided it was a worthwhile investment.Now that all the other intense activity is over I can focus on trying his recipes. The following posts will be about this journey. This week I have completed several recipes and I can’t wait to tell you about the experience.

I have made familiar recipes my own when I wanted to vegan-ize traditional recipes. However, I still used oil. Tomorrow I will share my Make Your Own experiences.

Airport Blessings

Airports are rarely where you expect to receive blessings. Tuesday I arrived at Hobby Airport in Houston expecting long lines and chaos. I was faced with minimal line lengths. There was only one person in front of me in the wheelchair registration.  But the real blessing came in the form of a young man whose job was to get me through the TSA madness and to my boarding gate. He was very personable. We laughed through the whole process. Blessing number one. 

It was early, so I wanted something to eat. We stopped at Starbucks: Lots of people. When it was my turn to order and pay, a young lady reached around me and paid for me. My look was surprised and asked the question, why? She simply said my mom’s name is Pat. Blessing number two.

My daughter and I had a conversation on the way to the airport about talkative seat mates. I hoped the person sitting next to me was nice and quiet. My whole row was nice and quiet.  Blessing number three.

When I arrived at LAX, I received another wheelchair attendant that took good care of me. She made sure I got my baggage quickly and safely. Blessing number 4.

Finally, an efficient and helpful flight crew. I especially enjoyed the landing. It was the softest landing I have ever experienced.  Blessing number five.

I know these are small things to many but to me they are blessings that made for a stress-free  flight. In this stress-filled environment in which we live they are huge.

My soil was greatly enriched.

Woke, Wisdom or Fear?

Just read an article that asked the question, When did woke become a four-letter word? I have that same question.  You see I was a child in the late 50’s and 60’s. I grew up in the Jim Crow south and the Civil Rights Movement. I remember that word being used and it was used to mean what it meant; be alert, aware

Considering I grew up in the town where KKK grand wizard lived it was imperative that every black person had to be woke, i.e. aware, alert. The training we children received about staying alert was necessary for survival but our parents had the wisdom to do it so we could enjoy our childhood. I learned how to observe my surroundings and know when I needed to prevent unintended offense to the white people and still be me.

We were very aware and alblacert when we were not in our own communities.  Neighborhoods were segregated then. Many of us are alive because we were woke. Yes, it was also used to reference awareness of social injustices and legal ramifications. But I never noticed people changing the word to be a negative thing like it has been in the last few years. In fact, I don’t remember that much attention being paid to the use of the word. More focus was on the actions in the Movement, Dr. King. More attention was paid to the word power. Power to the people.

The thought came to me why it was made to be a negative thing. When it was mainly used in the black community and as a slang, non-blacks didn’t really care. What we did and thought was dismissed. But now, our voices are heard and has weight .

The powers that be don’t want people to hear and understand.  So let’s make them fearful so they will think it means something more than being aware, alert. Basically, we don’t want you to pay attention to what I’m really doing. The weaponizing of the word did not deter us. We, most of us, became more aware , more alert. Standing over my stove I realized, therein lies the power they are afraid of. Our awareness is our power. Your awareness is your power. Every person who is paying attention and using their own mind to process what they see and here is the danger. Every thinking person holds the power. That’s the fear. Lets make woke mean something other than aware. Throw in fascism, Marxism, all of the trigger words that threaten democracy. Label those thinking people as anti-American if they are not extremely conservative. Label those thinking people anti-Christian because they dare to question actions that are not biblical, not really Christ-like. When you see, you see. That’s what they are afraid of. Loss of control and power because you see.

You are Woke.

What’s In The Pantry?

Over the last few years I have mined and experimented vegan burger recipes to make a burger that has the mouth-feel I wanted. My other requirement was I did not want to use TVP, or seitan (vital wheat gluten).

I realized today that I can make a burger patty out of almost anything I have in the pantry and fridge. For me, I just need beans, mushrooms, veggies, tofu, a binder, and tasty seasonings. This is the list from which I choose. I don’t always use all those in the list at the same time. The patties pictured are made from black beans,  shitake mushrooms, onions, garlic, yellow bell pepper, hot sauce, chia seed egg (binder), Panko bread crumbs, tamari and vegan liquid smoke. Normally I add avocado for the fat content but I forgot it. 😆. I baked them at 350 degrees until the smell and appearance looked cooked. I flipped them to cook on the other side for a few minutes. I also discovered if when I eat them the next day the mouth-feel is what i’m wanting. This realization has given me freedom. I can use leftover veggies so nothing goes to waste. I can make veggie patties with what I have in the kitchen as long as I remember the 🥑.

This is a lot like how my grandmothers, great-grandmother and grand-aunts cooked. They could make a feast out of whatever was in the kitchen. I guess that’s why I didn’t know we were technically poor. Always ate well.

To Vote or Not

There are those who say my vote doesn’t matter or count. Consider this. When you don’t vote you are sending messages to the candidates, to the parties that say

  1. I don’t believe my voice matters so why should you?
  2. You can ignore my thoughts and needs.
  3. I am giving you permission to trash ny voice and power.

But if you vote, whether you get the desired outcome or not

  1. You announce,  I matter.
  2. I will use my voice and I will be heard. I know you are listening that’s why you are so desperately trying to make it difficult to vote.
  3. I will not just give you my power. You will have to fight to take it. 
  4. Get informed. Get the League of Women’s Voter Guide or similar resources.
  5. Create a strategy.  What issues are important to me? Then choose a candidate or propositions that align with what you need

VOTE. Send your message. Raise your voice. Use your power. You do matter.

VOTE!

How did they do it

I am looking at my apartment listing all the things I need to clean or organize. It seems I am never done.

How did my grandmothers’ homes were so clean and organized? They cooked almost all the meals from scratch every day. They also went to work everyday.

I have all these modern conveniences. I have a stand mixer, juicer, food processor, air fryer, even a mandolin. I have Swiffers for floors and dusting; A washer and dryer removes the need for hanging clothes on the line.

I can’t seem to get it all done. Am I the only one?🤔🤪

Watch What They Do

He(she) who goes about as a tale bearer reveals secrets. Therefore do not associate with one who flatters with his(her) lips.  Proverbs 20:19

Remember when you get that call which purpose is to spill the tea about someone, those same lips will possibly spill the tea about you to them.

My restatement of the next part is, “Don’t get caught up with smooth, complimentary conversation. Watch what they do. Compare it to what they say.”

I wish I had listened to a version of this advice when I was younger. My grandmothers had their version. One in particular I remember.  Lips all the time flapping are probably lying. Your ears are not trash cans.

So hear me young’uns, 😉, Listen closely through the filter of honest and clear observation. Don’t be blindly swayed by gossip wrapped in flattering words.

Consequences

A false witness will not go unpunished and he who speaks lies will not escape.

Proverbs 19:5

Just going to let that sit right there.