August 2 – Day 214

National Ice Cream Mother Fucking Sandwich Day, bitches!

Bought these cute little mini 100% vegan guys at the nearby Sobey’s

The ones with the ‘white’ filling are So Delicious Dairy Free Coconut Ice Cream Sandwiches and the chocolate filled ones are Tofutti Dairy free Chocolate Ice Cream sandwiches.

I couldn’t decide between the two so I bought both!
These guys brought me right back to grade school recess of days yore

To celebrate this day, James and I pretty much mowed down this entire platter!
#noregrets

July 28 – Day 209

National Milk Chocolate Day I was in transition from one side of the country to the other with my little Duncan in tow

My first flight was delayed a couple hours causing a domino effect on all my connectors making my trek home unnecessarily long and aggravating

Hey Air Canada – you guys definitely needs some sensitivity training to go down for your staff because y’all ridiculous when it comes to handling Emotional Support Animals.

Every leg of my (delayed) journey, I encountered a new, more ignorant Air Canada agent than the last, telling me a different, false, directive about Duncan.

Before I start, though,  shout out the hilarious customer service desk agent I approached when my first flight was delayed to try and sort out my new flights that I was most definitely going to miss.

“Oh planes can make up time in the air”
Two hours? Yes by.

Anyway, back to the ESA cluenlessness.

He’s not allowed on board without “Pet” on my boarding pass (nope- it says MEDA, that’s what he is; a medical aide), he’s not allowed to touch the ground/floors, must be carried (nope, he’s a medical aide so if he was a Retriever or Great Dane what would I you have me do?), he’s not allowed on the unoccupied seat next to me (wasn’t a problem the last leg of the trip), he must be in a kennel (again, not the case, the whole reason he is registered as an ESA is to circumvent the kennel), he has to have an official Emotional Support Animal vest on (was never told that first nor last from the Medical desk at Air Canada, who gave me the official list of directives which I followed to a T).

The last one is my favourite ‘attack’, because it was in the middle of Pearson airport and she had nothing to do with my voyage. She was literally pushing an old Sikh man gate to gate and felt compelled to stop in the middle of this much more important task, to harass me about my little, 18 pound, deaf Emotional Support French bulldog, walking along.

“He can’t be walking around like that, you have to put him in a kennel”
“No I don’t,” I say, and continue walking.
She doesn’t relent and has now turned the fucking wheel chair guy around so she can face me (or my back rather) and asks to see my boarding pass… which again is NONE of her business- this woman has a guy who has a flight to catch relying on her to bring him there, he’s in a god damn wheel chair.
I say I have MEDA on my boarding pass, not offering it to her because, as I’ve said a couple times now, it’s none of her god damn business
She accepts this, but goes on to lambaste me about how he needs and official vest if he is to be in the air port.
This is false.
I keep walking, rolling my eyes and floored she would take the time to pursue this dead end

Like just look at him, for fucks sake.

Anyway, managed to get my Milk Chocolate Lindt bar while lurking around waiting for my new standby flights to ‘celebrate’ National Milk Chocolate Day 


Almost the best part of my day, besides having Duncan on my lap and seeing my husband after months apart!!

Oh yeah, and seeing Herman’s grumpy face!!

 

 

Day 193- July 12

Pecans may just be the most glamorous nut.

I mean, hazelnuts may sound a lot more ritzy, but those portly little guys are as ugly as peanuts (and those guys are actually beans – ew)

Pecans are beautiful – their sleek wood like shell is gorgeous and the inner nut meat couldn’t be more chic if it was designed by Frank Gehry

If pecans were a person they would be Lisa Bonet

I had a  little mini pecan pie on this National Pecan Pie Day 

It was store bought and not vegan and not fresh and not good

But that seems to be the thing about this celebrating project – a lot of things are just awful. Just trying to dance in the rain over here

Day 175 – June 24

I’ve been to New Orleans more than once and have had my share of Pralines.
As much as I wish I could be ringing in National Praline Day with all the hilarious and charming characters I’ve met down there, I had to settle with buying some of these “Sweet Georgia Browns” from Purdy’s Chocolatier which isn’t even 25 metres away from my house and eating them alone.
These Sweet Georgia Browns were the closest thing, geographically as well as ingrediently, to pralines I could find in this neck of the woods.

They came in a two pack- which was more than enough.
The pecans were toasted and salted to perfection.
This saltiness and crunchiness created a delectable harmony with the sugary gooey, chewy toffee and the rich chocolate.

I give these 10/10 for a sugary treat. I give them a 0/10 for being vegan and also a 0/10 in the teeth kindness department.

Day 137 – May 17th

National Walnut Day!

I contemplated whipping up some Walnut Milk  but then thought the better of it. It looks and tastes like gruel- sticking with my Cashew Mlyk for life

Instead, I opted to jazz up these cough-inducing fruit seeds (yes, that’s apparently what the definition of a nut is) with some dark chocolate and sea salt

It was pretty straightforward

Melt some dark chocolate

Dip the finest walnuts you can rummage out of the Costco bag into aforementioned melted chocolate

Lay on wax paper after dipping, sprinkle with sea salt

Allow to cool …too cool

Day 135 – May 15th

Monday May 15th was National Chocolate Chip Day

I love Chocolate Chips. They are, simply put, deadly

I throw ’em in everything I bake and eat them by the handful

Everything about them is marvellous except if they end up in your dog (Duncan once ate a Costco size bag of dark Chocolate Chips and there was a lot of puking and frantic ‘how much chocolate can an 18 lb French bulldog eat and live?’ googling)

I was tight on time Monday because I had school, practicum and then The Flaming Lips concert to attend, so I grabbed a Chocolate Chip Cookie at the Granville Island Market Terra Breads stall during a break and snapped some pics with my iPhone

Pretty lack lustre, I know but I was pressed for time

After wolfing down two of these overpriced and under flavoured Chocolate Chip Cookies in honour of the day, I got to my practicum where one of my client’s mother had sent him a batch !

I asked if I could photography them – I probably seemed a little crazy as I didn’t explain myself (didn’t really want to self disclose the blog concept to the guys, no offence)

These were much more delicious than the store bought ones. You could tasted the love. And what a coincidence !

Great day – great concert – lots of lights and inflatables 

Day 132- May 12

Pleased to say I spent National Nutty Fudge Day in the historic community of Steveston, Richmond.

Once a thriving Japanese Internment camp location and fish canning town, now a picturesque tourist trap known for being the filming site for The Power Rangers movie explosion scenes.

There, I stumbled upon a little candy shop that made their own fudge called The Candy Dish.  I  picked up some Peanut Butter Fudge (peanuts aren’t a nut, they’re a bean I know I know I know) and some plain Chocolate Fudge. There were no official ‘nutty fudge’ options to be had so I improvised when I got home (see figure 1a)

Figure 1 a

The store offered a deal – buy 4 (giant) pieces of fudge, get the 5th free! I imagine they throw in Type 2 diabetes as well.
James was really into that bargain and I had to reel him back in. We stuck with just the two (see figure 1b)

Figure 1 b

It was super sugary and definitely not vegan. I had a few pieces and could feel it coating my teeth then seeping into them. I also got a sugar headache.

The remainder are still on the counter for the taking, FYI

Happy Nutty Fudge Day 

 

Day 112 – April 22

National Jelly Bean Day

More sugar, red dye & artificial flavouring for me!

I must trudge on I suppose

I went to a little locally owned candy shop on 4th Avenue and bought vanilla bean & strawberry cheesecake flavoured jelly beans

Then I went to work, met up with a coworker for a drink, went to a strip club, blew all my money, and got home at 3 am

 

 

Day 102- April 12

What can I say about Liquorice? Especially on National Liquorice day?

First off, I had no idea there was a ‘q’ in there until autocorrect started going off about it.

Secondly, I could live without it.

Especially the black kind. Who the f eats that???

I managed to score a handful of the red kind at the candy kiosk at the Granville Island Farmer’s Market today during my lunch break.

It wasn’t your standard issue Twizzlers, let me assure you. I don’t know where it came from or what flavour it was supposed to be but it served it’s purpose today as I snapped these glossy red photos before heading to my volunteering gig.

I may have bought too little, photographically speaking, as I felt limited in what I could do with it…

…however I felt I may have bought too much, ingestingly speaking – heavy on the plastic flavour and texture… especially coming off the tail of a two week raw vegan stint… better luck next time, random red liquorice !

Day 88- March 29

The 88th day of my celebratory journey was yet another rainy one.

Like fucking downpour. Like I had to turn back to get an umbrella and still was soaked when I got to school kinda rain.

So over it.

It was National Lemon Chiffon Day, which was quite the mission.

I searched high and low. I went all through Granville Island Farmers Market, I popped into the vegan gluten free bakery by my gym, and tried Whole Foods. There were no Lemon Chiffon cakes to be had, or any lemon anything, really.

I refused to make a whole cake on this day because
a) I don’t even like lemon cakes
b) I still have god damn chocolate covered raisin oatmeal cookies left from last baking episode
c) time was of the essence

So I bought a small piece of junky cheapy vanilla cake from Safeway that had putrid lemon frosting splurged on top of it and cheated.

I sliced up a real lemon to try and make amends with myself for failing on this plight.

It was a really shitty cake. The icing was definitely made of lard and the stuff that could turn a few unassuming little pet shop turtles into Leonardo, Michelangelo, Donatello, & Raphael.

Dreadful.

And I ‘hate ate’ it too.