I’m a vegan of nearly ten years (veg*n of 20) who currently works in software development from a tiny, beautiful mountain town in Colorado. I long to return to my home country, Academia, where I teach young adults moral and political philosophy.
I live with the boyf, who makes indie games when he isn’t taking pictures of my awkward, neurotic dogchild. I travel and move frequently, which is why I get to patronize so many amazing vegan restaurants. Some day I hope to be a real adult and have a farm with, like, eight pibbles on it.
This blog was originally intended to document, in equal parts, the hilarious and catastrophic cooking failures that have helped me learn to cook and the amazing things I have tasted in my travels. Paired with the constant presence of my neurotic-but-adorable dog, my cooking life actually amounts to some kind of vegan sitcom gone wrong.
The problem is, I’ve discovered that I can only draw ambivalent vegetables, not myself or my dog. This limits my ability to effectively tell you certain stories. If you’re a cartoonist and the prospect of making funny drawings and gifs appeals to you, please contact me. I can afford to pay you, but I don’t know what the going price is, so I can’t say whether I can afford to pay you appropriately.
Please also check out the blog of my cooking soul-mate, Jessicat. She’s very clever.
Ze One Rule
This is my happy place on the Internet. Trolling and other shitty behavior will result in moderation and/or blacklisting. Proselytizing and grammar correction are frowned upon. Spurious legal e-mails will be responded to in detail and demonstrate that I know my stuff. It will be boring for both of us. In other words, don’t be a jerk.