Yes...I know the picture looks almost the same as yesterday's...welcome to the world of vegan cuisine! I've spent almost the entire day feeling hungry, but in fact what I've eaten is almost exactly the same as what I'd eat on any ordinary Sunday. Perhaps it's psychological, or do I get more nutrition than I realise from the milk in my numerous daily cups of coffee?
Breakfast was a banana and 2 slices of toast with marmalade and peanut butter. Lunch was a tin of Campbell's tomato soup bulked up with the remnants of yesterday's lentils. We walked along the cycle way to Knaresborough in the afternoon and had a coffee at the Lavender Tearooms in the market square, which helpfully gives you the option of soya milk. I wonder if most cafés do this these days? Such things I've never wondered about before. We did another fuel stop on the way back at the Gardeners Arms in Bilton. Pint of ale and packet of crisps. Surprised to discover on scrutinising the ingredients list that cheese and onion crisps do actually contain cheese, or some sort of dairy product, so I had salt and vinegar.
Dinner was roast vegetables (the beetroot and parsnips home-grown from our allotment), with a self-invented roast recipe of chestnut purée mixed with sage and onion stuffing mix, grated carrot, fried onions and green pepper. It tasted fine but the consistency was of congealed porridge. No crunch and no chew - always a problem for me with vegetarian foods. Real vegetarians don't seem to mind...I suspect their jaw muscles withered away years ago.
Just as my resolve for this project was at its lowest ebb, a friend posted this article on Facebook, which has strengthened my will no end. Thanks Chris! http://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2014/mar/02/pizza-hut-2880-calorie-monstrosity-worlds-burgeoning-food-crisis
Breakfast was a banana and 2 slices of toast with marmalade and peanut butter. Lunch was a tin of Campbell's tomato soup bulked up with the remnants of yesterday's lentils. We walked along the cycle way to Knaresborough in the afternoon and had a coffee at the Lavender Tearooms in the market square, which helpfully gives you the option of soya milk. I wonder if most cafés do this these days? Such things I've never wondered about before. We did another fuel stop on the way back at the Gardeners Arms in Bilton. Pint of ale and packet of crisps. Surprised to discover on scrutinising the ingredients list that cheese and onion crisps do actually contain cheese, or some sort of dairy product, so I had salt and vinegar.
Dinner was roast vegetables (the beetroot and parsnips home-grown from our allotment), with a self-invented roast recipe of chestnut purée mixed with sage and onion stuffing mix, grated carrot, fried onions and green pepper. It tasted fine but the consistency was of congealed porridge. No crunch and no chew - always a problem for me with vegetarian foods. Real vegetarians don't seem to mind...I suspect their jaw muscles withered away years ago.
Just as my resolve for this project was at its lowest ebb, a friend posted this article on Facebook, which has strengthened my will no end. Thanks Chris! http://www.theguardian.com/global-development/2014/mar/02/pizza-hut-2880-calorie-monstrosity-worlds-burgeoning-food-crisis