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We Said Goodbye to My Dog, Gonzo

by | Oct 11, 2024 | My Story

Saying goodbye is the hardest. We adopted Gonzo in 2009 when my kids were 7 and 9 years old. He was 6 months old, and I didn’t want a puppy. 

We had gone to the rescue group to look at a different dog who was adopted minutes before we arrived. None of the other dogs at the shelter seemed suitable for a family with small children. 

The woman was pretty determined to get one specific dog adopted and opened the door to the puppy room and let him out. Simultaneously, my children and husband squealed: A PUPPY.

Puppy Gonzo

I was doomed. 

I also wanted a big dog, and I could tell he was going to be on the smaller side. But I was outnumbered. (The reasons the woman wanted to get him adopted were twofold. His sibling had been adopted the day before, and she explained that it’s almost worse for puppies to languish at the shelter for socialization reasons.) 

Anyway, we agreed that if our senior dog, T-bone was ok with him, he could stay. T-bone was fine and Gonzo became our newest family member. Even though we named him Gonzo, he was our Little Man and we called him Little Man more than we called him Gonzo.

Gonzo & T-Bone snuggling

Needless to say, we all fell in love. Despite not wanting a smaller dog and not wanting a puppy, I fell hard. 

And T-bone showed Gonzo the ropes and how to be (for the most part) a well-behaved dog. 

We had a few issues along the way; he didn’t like people coming through our front door and oopsie, might have bitten a few people. But we figured it out and overall, he was a wonderful dog. 

He not only slept on our bed, but he slept under the covers snuggled into all my nooks and crannies. When we were awake, he was often found under a blanket on the sofa with whichever family member was there. 

After T-bone passed, we adopted Ninja who was the same age and the two of them ran and ran and ran together. They were two peas in a pod, and we never felt bad going out and leaving them because they had each other.

Gonzo & Ninja snuggling

If not under a blanket with a human, Gonzo was snuggled with Ninja.

And when we would return (even 3 minutes later) he would make a hilarious howling sound that sounded like ROOOOOOO. We called it Rooing. 

Best Buddies

After Ninja passed, Gonzo made it clear, at the age of 13, that he was ready to be a solo dog. So, for the past two and a half years, Gonzo has had our full attention. Our relationship changed too. Ninja was my Velcro dog until his passing and then Gonzo became my Velcro dog. 

Gonzo was one of the toughest little dogs I knew. In 2020 he was attacked by two big dogs who escaped from their yard, and it was bad. Then in 2022 he got into a fight with a dog we were fostering and that was bad too. More recently, due to heart disease, I kept thinking the end had to be near, but he had no intention of going anywhere. Such a fighter. Until it just got too hard on his little body. 

15 years just isn’t long enough. I miss him so much. I can’t believe he isn’t here snuggling with me anymore. 

Gonzo- you are forever in my heart. 

How Does Your Garden Grow? (Mine was mostly a disaster)

How Does Your Garden Grow? (Mine was mostly a disaster)

by | Aug 21, 2024 | My Story

Do you have a vegetable garden? I didn’t until this year when I attempted a small one in some garden boxes. I mentioned it in passing on a few posts because I had harvested lettuce from the garden. 

Here’s my Hollywood garden story- from happy, to sad to what’s the moral of the story. 

When everything first sprouted and began to grow I shared a few photos with my friend, Valerie. She has a lot of gardening experience. I was so excited, and she couldn’t believe how nicely everything was growing. 

Welp, it kind of went downhill from there. Not kind of. It went downhill. 

First rookie mistake: 

I put too many seeds in the boxes, and they got overcrowded fast. So, I thought it would be a good idea to trim it from the top. Nope, my friend, Beca (another gardener), told me, they need their leaves. Duh, of course they need their leaves. I needed to thin it from the bottom.

Next rookie mistake: 

I had expected critters to eat my veggies and planted basil in hopes that it would ward them off. I think that worked, but, the little bugs didn’t mind the basil and attacked. This all happened while I was traveling and by the time I came back, it was totally infested.

Third rookie mistake:

I made a vinegar, water and soap mixture to spray the leaves, but I did so during daylight hours and the leaves burned. That was the beginning of the end.

But I kept watering and waiting to see what might turn up.

I did harvest the lettuces and some basil early on which were tender and delicious.

And I got one or two mini radishes.

Lastly, my sister warned me that growing your own carrots could yield teeny tiny little stubs. Well, she was wrong. Mine didn’t even get to stubs. I finally pulled these up (months and months later) and you can see for yourself. That’s my pinky fingernail.

Cucumbers should be really easy to grow, but I think my whole box got too much direct sunlight. I say this, because the only one that grew at all, was on the other side of the trellis out of direct sunlight.

I decided a few things about my garden.

  1. I actually enjoyed gardening and I’m going to try it again but do it a little differently this time. (I pulled all the sad leftovers out this morning and planted more lettuce which seemed the happiest out of everything I originally planted.)
  2. Instead of trying to grow five plants at once, maybe I’ll start with one or two.
  3. This whole experience of having early success and then somewhat of a failure was a great metaphor for other areas of my life:
    • It ended up being a fun learning experience.
    • I didn’t take it too seriously.
    • I actually laughed a lot. (Come on, look at that cucumber. And who harvests carrots smaller than a pinky fingernail???!!!!)
    • I did harvest some good tasting vegetables, even if it wasn’t what I had imagined it would be. 
    • I’ll try again armed with more information next time (and go more slowly).
    • It really wasn’t a failure. It was just my first try at something new.
    • While most of my plant-based cooking works out, it doesn’t always, and that’s ok too. It’s all a grand experiment. 

My friend, Stephanie (Chef Steph!) has an amazing garden and inspires me with images of her beautiful veggies.  I live vicariously through her planting successes.

If you have a garden, I’d love to see what you grew!

Plant-Based Roundup- A Glimpse at Possibilities

Plant-Based Roundup- A Glimpse at Possibilities

by | Jul 10, 2024 | My Story

It dawned on me that I share photos of some of the foods I eat (whether I’ve cooked them or not) on social media. But not everyone sees everything I post on social media. So, this post is a little tour of some of the foods I enjoy, (when I actually remember to take a photo. I can’t tell you how often I finish a meal and say “oops, I should have taken a photo.”). 

Here’s why I’m sharing these photos. When I first went vegan, I thought I was doomed to a life of boring salads and pasta. (I LOVE salads and pasta, but it felt so limited.) 

Alas, there is so much amazing plant-based food available to cook and eat. It just takes a little commitment and willingness to learn something new. (Learning new stuff is good!) These photos just scratch the surface of what I’ve learned to cook and what I now eat (and what I’ve shared). Cooking and eating this way is delicious, healthy, creative, compassionate and fun. This is all possible for you too. 

Enjoy the photos! (Where there are recipes available, I share how you can find them.)

A few months back I shared that I had the opportunity to take a cooking class with Miyoko. We cooked Moroccan Lentil Pancakes with her, and I was able to duplicate the recipe at home!

Remember the Bundle back in March? I discovered many new wonderful recipes. One of my favorites on dinner rotation is Falafel. For a minute I had a garden box with lettuce on it and this falafel was super special because it was atop greens from my very own tiny garden.

I now always have Healthy Raisin Walnut Oat Muffins (from Ellen’s Healthy Kitchen) on hand. They freeze well so I can make a batch and freeze what I don’t eat immediately. If you didn’t get the bundle, you can buy her ebook on her website.

In addition to the falafel that I learned to cook from the bundle, I also learned to make a Greek Buddha Bowl. (Below)

While I do cook most nights, we sometimes get takeout and love Café Gratitude in Los Angeles. I love this colorful take on a Greek salad. (Above)

And then there’s travel. When I was in Manhattan, I discovered the grain bowl below from Slate Restaurant which has multiple locations around the city.

The photo above is one of my favorite bowls. It’s from Ann and Jane Esselstyn’s cookbook Be A Plant-based Woman Warrior.

I recently shared that one of my favorite summer breakfasts is a simple bowl of berries atop plant-based yogurt with a sprinkle of granola.

We shared this plant-based eggplant parm in March, but I never shared my very homespun photo. Both my husband and I love eggplant parmesan. It did take more time than I usually spend on a weeknight dinner, but it was totally worth it and we had leftovers for two more meals.  If you would like to cook this dish, you can find the recipe at The Almond Eater’s blog.

Stay tuned here at What’s Plant-Based Cooking Good Looking? for more opportunities to learn how to cook and enjoy healthy plant-based food. 

My Plant-Based Trip to Maine

My Plant-Based Trip to Maine

by | Jun 20, 2024 | My Story

I grew up in the suburbs of New York and was fortunate to attend sleep-away camp in Maine. My experience at camp was idyllic. Camp Truda was on a lake in which we swam and went boating every day. 

We played sports (always encouraging, rarely competitive and when we did compete, it was always loving), sang songs, danced, acted, made art, had color war (also loving), went camping under the stars, went on field trips, and picked wild strawberries off the soccer field.

Diane’s second year at camp in the 70’s. 9 years old.

Most important were the people. I always felt like I belonged. 

Due to unfortunate circumstances, this idyllic camp closed after my fourth summer and my favorite childhood memories remain locked there. I’ve wanted to return to Maine for decades but it just never happened. 

There was talk about a camp reunion which didn’t materialize, yet I had my heart set on going to Maine. My cousin Susan and I have been discussing traveling together for a while. I asked if she felt like going to Maine and she immediately said “yes!”. 

My women’s group was meeting in Pennsylvania this year, and I decided to take advantage of being part way across the country (I live in California) when planning our trip. I rendezvoused with Susan in Boston, picked up delicious vegan fare from Lulu Green and off we went. 

We stopped en route (though totally out of the way) to visit my sister and niece in Vermont. My sister cooked us a wonderful dinner of vegan sushi, tofu and broccoli and scallion pancakes. Oops- I should have taken a photo. The colorful veggie sushi was beautiful.  Thank you though, Julie!

We stayed in Maine at a Bed and Breakfast called the Inn at Bath. We had a variety of meals in Maine- some meh and others wonderful. Notably, the breakfasts at the Inn were spectacular. The new owner, Kelly, goes above and beyond to deliver quality food. She asked ahead about food preferences and was more than happy to provide vegan fare for me.

Every day breakfast was three courses! Breakfast began with either a yogurt, homemade granola and fruit, or melon slices with a ginger jam.  On the first morning, she cooked me a vegan waffle (it tasted great but didn’t fluff like the non vegan one so I didn’t take a photo). The next day Kelly was off but a wonderful chef, Corinna (more about her in a minute) made me a tofu scramble. Also delicious. 

Savory Oats

Tofu Scramble with Cheese

And on the third day, Kelly served savory oats with beans, sauteed onions, mushrooms, zucchini and avocado.  The savory oats were exceptional.

Each meal ended with fruit, like the citrus, berries and lime with gorgeous edible flowers pictured. Or chocolate covered strawberries. Wow. Just wow. I had no problem finding at least one vegan option everywhere we ate (I always check ahead of time). 

We stopped in at Corinna’s restaurant, Back River Bistro in Wiscasset for a glass of wine and the kitchen was able to veganize their mushroom toast for us. (More edible flowers!) Thanks, Corinna! It’s a lovely spot and even though they don’t have vegan options on the menu, they were happy to accommodate.

Mushroom Toast

Popham Beach

Yes, we did more than just eat in Maine. Here are a few highlights: 

  • We took a boat tour to see the puffins and other sea birds! Sponsored by the Audubon society, the boat leaves from New Harbor daily. I did capture photos and video, but my phone doesn’t do the birds justice. I highly recommend the boat tour. 
  • We walked along Popham beach which is truly otherworldly. 
  • We visited the Botanical Gardens, and on our way out of town on our last day,
  • We visited a lighthouse! It’s tiny and looks like the leaning tower of Pisa in this photo. It’s upright in real life.  

All in all I loved my time in Maine and can’t wait to go back. It is beautiful and peaceful and the people I met were lovely. From my experience it is also community-minded which is refreshing. And the best part was the quality time I spent with my cousin. We had lots to catch up on and had plenty of relaxed time to do so. Plus, we created new memories. 

Susan and Me

A Special Day at Rancho Compasión and with Miyoko!

A Special Day at Rancho Compasión and with Miyoko!

by | Apr 25, 2024 | My Story

I’m not sure how I got so lucky on this one, but here’s what happened:

My friend and vegan compadre, Valerie visited Rancho Compasión , “an urban farmed animal sanctuary” for their Thanksliving event in November 2023. There, she and her husband, Alistair, bid on, and WON a private tour of the sanctuary PLUS a cooking class for six people with MIYOKO!

Imagine my surprise when Valerie invited me to be one of the lucky six. The truth is, I had never met Valerie in person before, nor any of her other invited friends (though three of us are humane educators and have known each other professionally).

This post is really about our time with the animals and Miyoko, but I would be remiss not to gush over how amazing Valerie and Alistair are. They are some of the best people you could ever want to know, on every level.

And as you might imagine, their friends are fabulous too.

Ok, back to the experience.  The day was finally here! After a short morning hike, we arrived at Rancho Compasión where we were greeted by Fred Astaire, the friendliest turkey I have ever met. He fluffed up his feathers and was truly a spectacle. More about Fred in a bit.

Caroline, who runs the sanctuary, (and is delightful) met us and provided a little backstory on the sanctuary. From there she gave us a tour and we met and learned about the beautiful resident sheep, goats, cows (and their bird friends), donkeys and piggies! Each animal has a unique story about how they landed at this beautiful sanctuary. (Two of the pigs, for example, are rescues from the Maui fires.) We visited the vegetable garden, then up to the chicken area where I fell in love with a Silkie chicken. 

Fred Astaire

Fred Astaire climbing stairs

If you’ve never been to a farmed animal sanctuary, I recommend finding one to visit. Spending time with the animals enables us to see them as individuals with personalities, preferences, and feelings. Truly special beings deserving of our respect. 

After the tour it was time to go up to Miyoko’s house for the cooking demonstration.

Fred, who had followed us for the majority of the tour, decided that he wanted to join us, so he came too! Have you ever watched a turkey climb a flight of indoor stairs? I had not prior to this. 

Miyoko was gracious opening her home to us. She had just returned from travel and was a little under the weather (hence the masks) but rallied so she could teach as promised.

Portions of the recipes were prepped but she gave us all jobs to do. We made multiple appetizers and a dessert, and everything was so delicious and so easy. We couldn’t believe how many dishes we prepared in just two hours. And we also pinched ourselves a couple of times that we were actually in Miyoko’s kitchen cooking with her!

Here’s what we made: 

  • Crostini topped with Olive Tapenade, Buffalo Mozzarella drizzled with vegan honey
  • Moroccan Spinach and Red Lentil Pancakes
  • Crispy Polenta with Sundried Tomato Pesto 
  • Basil and Lime Panna Cotta

Are you salivating reading this? I am salivating writing it, imagining all the incredible plant-based food we prepared and ate together. 

Miyoko demonstrating

Fred Astaire at Miyokos

We all learned tips and tricks and I can’t wait to make these dishes at home. (Bonus that we got to take home the recipes. ☺ ) And while we were prepping, she shared homemade cheese and crackers. As you might imagine, also delicious. 

Miyoko is writing a cookbook, and I can’t wait for it to be published. While we know her for her creamery endeavors, she is a phenomenal plant-based chef and I’m sure the cookbook will be fantastic. 

Just in case you were wondering, Fred stayed with us for the entire time we cooked! At one point we thought he was getting tired, but he was having too much fun and wouldn’t leave until we did. 

Thank you to everyone at Rancho Compasión, to Miyoko, my new friends, Cheryl, Staci, Heidi and Sara and especially to Valerie and Alistair for including me in this truly memorable once-in-a-lifetime experience. 

The Food I Ate as a Kid vs. What I Eat Now.

The Food I Ate as a Kid vs. What I Eat Now.

by | Apr 15, 2024 | My Story

I grew up in the 70’s and 80’s which means there were a lot of convenience foods already on the scene. 

I ate Fruit Loops, Apple Jacks, Cap’n Crunch (in cows milk) and Pop Tarts on weekdays. And weekends were French Toast and pancakes, or eggs for breakfast.

If you read Pop Tarts and thought “Yum Pop Tarts”, you are not alone. I LOVED Pop Tarts and I’m sure I would still love them now. Side note, a friend just hosted a birthday lunch, and she picked up vegan homemade pop tarts. Nothing like the original, but really good.

If I took lunch to school, it was likely a sandwich- turkey, or tuna fish or peanut butter and jelly (on white bread).  I don’t remember too many of the hot lunch offerings other than Sloppy Joes or pizza, but I do remember Linden’s cookies and little boxes of milk.

Snacks after school were usually cookies or donut holes, or I was told to “eat something healthy like cheese.”

Weeknight dinners at home started with a half grapefruit or cantaloupe. (I have no idea how that tradition started.) On Monday nights my Grandparents were at the house and Grandma Alice cooked.

She was a good cook, and those meals were usually a meat (often chicken), a starch (white rice or a potato) and a salad or a steamed vegetable.

(The only veg I couldn’t stomach was lima beans. To this day it’s the only bean I won’t touch, and I love beans.)

(Note: that is neither my mother nor grandmother in the image above. But the 70’s vibe is right on.)

My mom, (also a good cook) cooked the remaining weeknights – generally a meat or fish, starch and a veg). Then on weekends we had TV Dinner or pizza when my parents went out. And on Sundays we would bring in Deli sandwiches, go out for Chinese food, or something similar.

Does any of this sound remotely familiar to you? What were your childhood meals like? 

I know I ate fruit because I remember that Delicious apples were actually good back then. (Now there are so many awesome apple varieties!) I also remember eating peaches and cherries in the summer.

We also had a beautiful farm stand just a few blocks from my house. In the summers (I grew up in New York state so it was only operational over summer), we would walk there and pick up corn and other summer veggies. I am certain I did not appreciate how special that farm stand was back then.

And I remember growing zucchini and carrots in our backyard. 

All in all, it could have been a lot worse. I know some people only grew up with meat and mashed potatoes and vegetables smothered in butter or cream sauce.

Yet now that I know how many animal products I was consuming, how much sugar (Fruit Loops!), empty calories, how much processed food (TV Dinners) etc. etc. I can see how easy it is to be addicted to certain foods.

The food industry isn’t stupid. They know what people crave and they have created foods that are appealing to the palate and addictive, yet devoid of nutrition.

When you compare my childhood (and younger adulthood) food intake with food consumed in Blue Zones you can see why western societies have lifestyle illnesses that Blue Zone societies do not. (Have you watched Live to 100: Secrets of the Blue Zones yet? If not, I HIGHLY recommend.)

These societies are cooking and consuming real food. Fruits, vegetables, legumes, whole grains, nuts and seeds, and very small quantities of meat from time to time. They aren’t trying to kick a cheese addiction because they never formed one. They aren’t craving the salt and fat in TV Dinners because they cook simple, yet flavorful and nutritious meals. And they are living longer, healthier lives because of it.

While hardly pristine, my plant-based lifestyle is a lot closer to a Blue Zone lifestyle than to the 1970’s diet I grew up on. 

I can’t turn the clock back and start all over with my kids (they are young adults living in a different state).

But we can all start where we are now. Today. Making one healthy whole food plant-based choice at a time.  

If eating plant-based feels overwhelming, I get it. The foods we grew up with are so ingrained.  Please let me know if you could use a little support taking a first or next step.