August 31 – Day 243

Trail mix: a hikers bff 

Although a colossal fan of nuts,  I am not keen on raisins or other dried up fruit. There is something inherently  gross about the notion of letting fruit dry out to me.

So trail mix and I have a love/hate relationship

Well, rather,  I have a love/hate relationship with trail mix… I’m sure trail mix doesn’t care about me one way or the other

I definitely love when there is chocolate in there. This particular mix was lacking but she did make a beautiful photo subject

Happy National Trail Mix Day !

August 30 – Day 242

National Toasted Marshmallow Day was brought to you by Dandie’s Vegan Marshmallows (that’s right, marshmallows have gelatine, a derivative of animal skin and bones *gag* and therefore are not vegetarian ) 

I was able to score a stick off the side of the road (if it wasn’t for the side of the road I wouldn’t have anything), poke a marshmallow on top and light ‘er up off my gas range oven… indoors!

She burned absolutely beautifully and tasted glorious

I kept it simple and ate it straight off the street stick. No regrets.

August 24- Day 236

International Burger Day !

This is one of those holidays I would compartmentalize in the ‘recurring’ category.   This guy has been showing up under slightly different guises ( see National Veggie Burger Day  and National Hamburger Day and pending National Cheeseburger Day ) and I keep falling for it.

Every.   

Damn.

Time.

This was my first time at Tera V Burgers , which is just a few blocks away and entirely vegan and I was always curious about but could never commit.

I nabbed this guy before heading to see one of my ALL time favourite bands, The Descendents. ( ALL in all caps is a clever pun if you are familiar with their discography and side projects but I’m presuming no one reading this is.. mainly because I’m presuming no one is reading this, Sean Spicer Period).

It was great – both the burger then the show. One of those days that’s easy to celebrate

 

 

August 23 – Day 235

National Sponge Cake Day 

Because it is not my ‘cake of choice’, shall we say, I opted for the lazy man’s method of celebrating this often overlooked holiday

Popped into the local grocery store and picked up a box of Twinkies

I think I may have had a Twinkie or two in the past, but it was most assuredly not a regular part of my diet or childhood, and I was quite curious to see if they were as putrid as my memory painted them.

The jarring, teeth aching sweetness was harmoniously balanced with the putrid flavours of sulfuric acid and ethylene!

My memory served me well, this time, it seemed.

After eating one and photographing the rest, I promptly put them in the Food Bank, a true hero.

Apparently they have beef in them, so they aren’t even vegetarian, for the record. Gag. ( I found this out after eating one, by the way)

Happy National Sponge Cake Day !!

 

August 22 – Day 234

Fucking National Eat A Peach Day people

I mean, the pictures look amazing though

… almost as though

….you’d never know 

… that there were no ripe peaches to be had so I had to buy this hard as rock mother fucker just to hack it up then throw it in the garbage for this stupid blog, eh?

August 20 – Day 232

National Chocolate Pecan Pie Day!!

Lordy Lordy

Went to this obscure place because Yelp told me to and I have blind faith

 

Brought it home, ate it, and then proceeded to die from sugar crash. That’s why this post is so late y’all. For real.

 

August 19 – Day 231

So totes adorbs story, folks :

Once upon a time, James and I had Airbnb guests stay with us for a month back in St. John’s.

It went well, he was a doctor doing his residency and she was just visiting. We gave them rides, lent them our bikes, brought them to CrossFit etc etc.

Flash forward to a couple weeks ago, I get a message through Airbnb from them. They live in Kelowna nowadays, how’s Duncan, they’d love to get together,  is The Pickle free tonight?

I was home in NL, but I arranged for Kathleen to prep it for them and told them they could stay for free

I told them James and I are heading to Kelowna for Labour Day weekend. Unfortunately they will be out of town, but they went on to offer their bike trailer, access to their rooftop bathroom and shower etc etc while we are there.

We went on to text about our emotional support animals and vegan dining. She threw out two places in Vancouver that she loves that I had never heard of before – Umaluma vegan gelato and Kokomo’s vegan restaurant.

So you know, I had to go try these out

Kathleen and I … and Siri, found Kokomo’s and had the Coastal Macro bowl and Earl Grey Kombucha. It was amazeballs. I never use that expression but it just really fits right now, ok?

They also have… *drum roll* VEGAN SOFT SERVE

And lucky for them (but sad for my wallet) it was National Soft Serve Day ! (Yes, another god damn ice cream centred holiday)

I literally said that to the cashier

Then Kathleen and I shared one Au Natural Coconut Whip Soft serve (we shared one so we could save room for the vegan gelato a block away)

To be honest, it was a bit meh and even more pathetic, my teeth have been super sensitive from having to use a new toothpaste instead of my usual Sensodyne so it was half painful

But I am glad we checked  it out – lovely place, lovely service, lovely time and lovely company

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 31 – Day 212

Holy guacamole it’s National Avocado Day 

Avocado is my favourite food, hands down

I know it’s a fruit but I don’t think of it that way – what kinda fruit tastes good with garlic?? Besides tomatoes, I mean

To be even more specific, it’s actually a berry – how weird is that?

I was blessed to have several ripe and ready to go avocados for my photographing and eating pleasure

 

These guys went well with my baked beans and tofu scramble breakfast…. and just a drizzle of Sriracha

 

Like how gorgeous is that?

I motion to make National Avocado Day a civic holiday or whatever it takes to be an official day off work and school!

 

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!!