Happy World Vegan Day, guys!
That’s right, November 1st is World Vegan Day, and it also kicks off both World Vegan Month and Nablopomo. Since starting Leaves of Kale, I’ve been planning to participate in Nablopomo, which is a challenge that bloggers take on to write a post each day of the month. (The organization BlogHer now hosts a challenge every month, but November is still considered the official month of Nablopomo.) Having already planned to take this on, when I realized that this month is also World Vegan Month—well, come on! It’s just too perfect.
So, since it’s Nablopomo, and in celebration of World Vegan Month, I am planning to write and publish a post here every day for the remainder of November.
I have no illusions that this is going to be an easy task, especially with a toddler to chase. My posts will no doubt range from fully photographed recipes to a list of articles that I’ve enjoyed reading, a few thoughts, or maybe a series of simple iPhone snaps of whatever I’ve eaten that day. I know that this month will challenge my perfectionist tendencies, and I hope that it will push me into a consistent blogging groove. It’s going to be an exercise for sure!
Already, on day one, I had to give myself a little kick in the pants to pull this post together. This week was a bit of a rollercoaster and I had a lot to get done for Chris’ birthday yesterday (yep, Halloween!) and a family visit today. I’m spent and am honestly looking forward to sacking out on the couch and digging into Chris’ leftover birthday dessert and maybe even some of the homemade vegan treats that my mother-in-law brought us today.
Speaking of Chris’ birthday dessert: I made him a variation on this Chocolate Mousse Pie with Peanut Butter Whip and Pretzel Crust from Oh, Ladycakes. It’s sick and wrong in all the right ways. My version subbed in gluten-free pretzels and I wound up making a thick, gooey peanut butter cashew cream to top it off—not because I was trying to be fancy, but because my coconut whipped cream freaking curdled!? Did you know this could happen? I sure didn’t, and—confession time—the whole situation literally had me sobbing out my exhaustion from the week on the kitchen floor for a good 10 minutes before I was able to come up with an alternate plan.
It all worked out, though. This pie is sweet and salty and seriously delicious—and surprisingly not as difficult to assemble as it might seem. Give it a try sometime, but learn from my mistake and go easy on the beaters.