Vegan makes happy

Grüner Virds nicht :) It ain't getting any greener


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King of Onion Pie

When it comes to the point that you are leaving your country and moving somewhere else, there is food which you might be craving now and then.
Either because you have the hell of an idea where to get it in your home of choice, or because you don’t know how to make it yourself.

I lived in the very south west of Germany, just a stone throw away from Switzerland and France. There are quite a few regional food dishes and some of them are also seasonal and usually only eaten in Autumn for example.

Zwiebelkuchen is such a thing —- are you curious?

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Seeds for the Soul

This charming little café opened opened it’s doors in the old premises of Moon&Hare, which closed last year. I have been there twice now and the whole atmosphere is really nice and cosy, with fairy lights hanging down from the ceiling in the back.

Follow this link and keep scrolling down to the recview 🙂


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Vegan makes happy in English language

Hello lovely people,

I haven’t been busy with my Blog for such a long time. Work, Gym, sometimes just no idea in my head and no pleasure to sit down and write another article … the list is endless. I used to enjoy writing on here and caring for my baby a lot, founded in January 2012 with total different topics, vegan opposite opinions and purpose back then.

I feel like I neclected my blog for too long now.

My difficult decision for the moment, well actually since almost a year .. do I continue writing in German, even tho my vegan life is all about Edinburgh and Scotland now (since I have been living here for 1,5 years) or do I continue to write in English only and maybe just leave a link somewhere which forwards you to my German version. Where I wouldn’t update everything as I would do for the Blog in English. Also there are so many articles in queue in my head, I just can’t seem to find the time.

I was wondering as well, what do you guys like to see and read in this blog?
Are you happy with all the receipes and ideas for more vegan food? I am sure it’s especially very helpful for newbies who are a little bit overwhelmed with so much new information about cruelty.

The topics here are about receipes and diy tips and where to eat vegan when you’re on holidays in voreign 😉 countries.

I am into activism and attend Cube of Truth, too and Earthlings Experience whenever I have the time for it. Would you like to see photos of those events and how to find more vegan friends and people in Edinburgh and around?

Now it’s your turn (and at least I wrote an article again, even a brief one)

Cheers, Annika


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Maggie Fleming Animal Hospice

First of all I would like to shout out A BIG THANK YOU to Alexis, who helped me a lot in writing this long article. Who helped me in getting all the names of her animals in the correct order, giving me the permission to publish her photos and who wrote part of the text. You’re such an inspiration and an amazing soul who deserves all the help and love in the whole world to keep the sanctuary going. To let it be a place where rescued animals can live without being harmed and just be loved.

 

As most Vegans do I love being around animals and to cuddle up and spend time with furry friends.

Some weeks ago I had the chance to visit the most beautiful place in northern Scotland. This place is owned and founded by Alexis Fleming (photo) who dedicates her life to the souls who had spend their life in terrible placements or who suffer from illness, looked to the future of being slaughtered or who had to spend their life being a breeding machine in so called free range farms.

To name a few there is the adorable sheep Gimli who is now in company of Hazel, Fig, Two Bears High Fiving and Virgo-Lilly who were all saved from being sent to have their throats cut open so people could go to the supermarket and buy their bodies as lamb. 

There are the Turkeys James (who is absolutely keen on blueberries) and his lady friends Angela, Sandra and Amber.

The dogs Ri, Benny, Annie, B and Branflake, the pigs Emily and Charlotte and many rescued hens who suffered so much in their short period on earth. As so many people still thinks that “they’re just chicken” and believe in the myth of free range or organic, I would like to focus on the rescued hens and in particular Anna, Sharon and Georgia who to me stand for all the suffering which is sadly possible when growing up in record speed and between thousands of sisters. These three hens are the reason why I wanted to write this article, to tell their story and hopefully to make people aware of how hens are treated and that a breakfast egg is not worth the suffering (as if we don’t know about all this already in the very year 2017).

When Georgia, Lisa, Anna, Sophia, Candi, and Hilary arrived at the Karass Santuary the girls were broken and in a terrible condition, near to death and I am sure if I would ever be treated and neglected that way, I would rather like to die instead of going through all that suffering until someone (a “human” being) decides and choose what happens to me, the likelihood is to be killed because the hens cannot cope the pressure they’re put under. They cannot cope with the situation they’re forced to be in anymore.

People expect “happy hens” to lay an egg now and then, which can be then served for breakfast as sunny side up (doesn’t this sound just lovely and without any hidden cruelty already? Just like a hen lives on the sunny side of life *I so wish this would be the case for every hen in the world), scrambled egg or be used in a cake or to make other kinds of foods. Eggs and egg powder (either dried egg yolk powder or white egg powder) can be found in a lot of products such as biscuits, ready to buy cakes, in many vegetarian products like Quorn for example or to be used as glaze for buns etc. The problem with those hidden eggs is that you never know where they come from and they certainly doesn’t come from happy hens who only live outside, free range, on a huge field with grass and sunshine.

The truth is that hens are being put in massive halls with thousands of other sisters. Brothers have already being sorted out on the conveyor because they are useless for the egg industry. Every year more than 50 Million male chicken are gassed or shredded, because a male chicken cannot lay eggs as we all know. They are as well useless for the meat industry because they don’t they don’t grow up as profitable as female chicken. Mostly it’s the female animal who has to give her body for the dairy, and egg industries.

Feeding back their eggs helps replenish some of the nutrients excessive egg-laying strips from their bodies. They would normally lay around 20 eggs a year, but they are genetially engineered to lay 10- 14 times that amount – up to 350 eggs in just one year, or one every 24-26 hours – in their short lives to serve our species’ lust for their eggs. This is an enormous genetic burden and in just 18 and it will in a very short space of time, far before they reach their natural life span, kill them. This is the same for all egg production systems, including free range. Imagine how exhausted and worn out you would be if you had a period every other day. Your body would be so tired and you’d feel drained all the time. I can’t even bear the thought.

We are in pain, we suffer, some of us have to take painkillers or snuggle up under the blanket with a hot water bottle and have it cosy. We are happy when the pain is gone after few days and commence again after few weeks.

Imagine being in that pain every single day.

To lay an egg is exhausting and it takes time and a lot of physical resources from the hen whose egg it is. Because a hen is put in a massive hall with thousands of others, there is not enough space for them at all. They hardly see daylight, usually it’s the artificial light. Free range is a myth. Where should all the hens live, according to millions of eggs, people are consuming each year. Every few years you can hear in the news about a disease which infects for example a hundred chickens. But because the disease is contagious in most cases, all of the animals have to be killed, gased, whatever. Whatever is as cheap as possible to get rid of them, and best to kill them all, “just in case”.

For broiler hens – the ones whose bodies are sold as whole chicken, elegs, breast or wings – there are also a multitude of crippling genetic deformities. The farmers (who are not the nice guys from your neighbour’s farm with their tweed hats and the lovely dog next to them who cares about their hens) buy new chickens, to feed and fatten them, so they gain much breast meat. The chickens become so heavy in such a short period – they are given just 42 days to live – that they cannot stand on their feet anymore. They develop heart disease, they suffer between dead chickens in the shed (imagine that you must watch and witness the death of your friend for days). Because the space which they are offered is so small, their beaks are often shortened to prevent damage to each other caused by intense frustration The hens are supposed to survive in their own poo which falls through the cage or  piles up on the floor. No, there is of course no one who cleans the chicken barn every day. Thinking of 20.000 hen or even more in a hall, there can’t be a VET around. In the chicken industry it isn’t about animal welfare but money. It’s not called Industry for nothing. (The details in this paragraph refer to broiler hens, not egg laying hens).

However, Sofia, Georgia, Lisa, Candi, Hilary couldn’t enjoy their freedom and  although they desperately wanted to live, their broken bodies had been worked to death. And while writing this and having the pictures of them in my mind, how cruel people are and how broken they were, I have tears in my eyes again. The biggest problem I face being a Vegan is not, that I might not know what to get to eat or where I do get my protein from ( 1 Million Dollar Question) but that I did research over research and I am aware of the truth and what is happening to the animals. To know that so many people are still not aware of the suffering, torture, killing – even though we live in the 21st century people prefer to look away (because then there is no problem and no suffering) rather than facing what is really going on and how it is not ok at all.

To me Sophia is the poorest soul. Here is a a text from Alexis which she published on Facebook when she took care of Sophia. Reading what Sophia must have been through, makes me angry with all the people who think it is ok to treat animals that way, they’re just an item in their eyes, just a chicken, just something and not someone. Not a she or he, but an it.

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WARNING: DISTRESSING IMAGES
The photos of Sophia’s condition are last so will not appear unless you choose to see them.

Several weeks ago one of the hens who was rehomed came back. She is desperately ill, and her person didn’t know what to do. When she – Sophia – arrived, she was in great distress and pain. She was egg-bound, and her vent (where her egg comes out, and where she excretes) was necrotic; the tissue was dead and coming away in my hand as I cleaned her. This did not happen overnight; she must have been suffering for weeks as her flesh died. She was in agony, and it took a long time of helping her with warm water, petroleum jelly and gentle squeezing while she strained and screamed before she passed the egg. Thankfully it was intact, or it could have caused fatal infection inside of her. She was also very constipated and once the egg passed a huge amount of poo came pouring out. This happens primarily because egg-laying hens are engineered to lay around 10 times more eggs than they naturally would and it places a huge strain on them, and their bodies start to fail and shut down. This is the same for all egg-layers; Sophia came from a free-range, organic factory. If you are female, imagine having a period every three days and you’re getting close to imagining the toll this takes on their bodies.

Can you imagine? Imagine how it must feel being completely blocked up with all of the things that are supposed to come out of you, with no way of relieving it? How you would feel is how she feels. If she was still in the factory, laying her eggs to be sold for humans to eat, this is how she would have died. Like so many others.

What Sophia has gone through has one cause, and one solution. If thinking of her pain and how much she has gone through has made you feel, please hold onto that feeling and don’t push it aside. She needs you to feel that and to act on it. As I sit here holding her and comforting her and hoping that she does not die, the only thing that gives me any solace from her suffering is is knowing that I am not responsible for causing it. Sometimes in this world of perpetual, glossily-marketed, paid-for, normalised violence, that is the only peace you will find.Sophia

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If someone would treat and harm his/her cat or dog the way people treat cows, calves, pigs or hens, they would be charged with a fine or even sentenced with prison. So why is this ok and why does it seems so “normal” to treat our beloved “pets” the best way we can and to start drawing a line behind them and to eat other animals? But people are attached to their pets, that’s why you would never eat them.

However, all animals feel pain, all animals have different characters and they are shy, curious, want to stick together with their family and not to be torn away from each other. This is common every day with cows who gave birth to a calf. Because people want to drink cow’s milk,  the calf is either killed at birth if he is male – or sometimes sent to be confined to a veal crate – or, if she is female, she is going to be a dairy cow. But that is a different story even though as cruel as meat or egg industry.

Coming back to our hens who stand in on behalf of millions of hens who suffer each day.

When Alexis rescued them, their vent was infected and necrotic. As I wrote before there is no VET who cares about the chicken, they aren’t treated with antibiotics or medication to feel better soon. Because … why should they anyway?

Alexis was there 24 hours of each day to take care of them, to bath them with warm water to clean them and let them feel being safe and sound. On the photos you can see how broken they actually are. They are standing in the bathtub and would let Alexis do whatever she thinks of. Their eyes are full of sadness, their bodies destroyed because they are just breeding machines. Nobody ever cared about them.

Alexis took the girls to the VET and they were supplied with medication. Their chances of surviving their trauma were always very slim; aged just 18 months of age, their genetic legacy has taken its toll and their bodies have been worked to death. That is why they are sent to the slaughter house aged just 18 months. The ancestors from whom they are descended would live to be up to 10 years old. Of 10 very poorly hens who were taken to safety and into Hospice care, only 2 survived.

It makes me angry that billions of chickens die because people want to eat eggs. The period of a hen. That we could use an egg to have it for breakfast or to bake with it?

So many recipes call out for eggs, no matter if you want to make cakes, pancakes or mayonnaise.
If only 1 egg is required you can easily skip it, the recipe will work. Depending on the recipe you can use flaxseed or chia seeds as an alternative, even mashed banana or apple puree would work, as well cider vinegar or mineral water. <Insert recipe link?>

An awesome alternative for egg white is Aquafaba. Aquafaba is no magic spell or potion but just the brine of chickpeas which you can usually buy in a glass or can. You can whip it up with a hand blender, then add sugar and make meringue or spread it out as a layer on your cake. You can use the brine itself for binding in any recipe that requires egg-whites as you will see there is a certain stickiness. If you search on Google for Aquafaba, there are about 1,580,000 results for what you can do with it, you can even freeze it (best to do in ice cube trays for example and then to defrost them one by one). No excuse to use an egg again. And don’t worry, you won’t notice the chickpea or bean flavour by using it.

Some months ago there was a big scandal about millions of eggs being pulled back from supermarkets because they were polluted with Fipronil. Fipronil is an insecticide, a nerve poison. Also used for example in Frontline to help get rid of fleas when it comes to your beloved cat or dog. Fipronil is also often found in medication or flea collars for the neck of your cat. How can it be ok, to let small amounts of an insecticide get into the skin of your pet, but panic broke out after being found in eggs ?? Thinking of all the suffering the hens been through to lay those thousands and millions of eggs ….. and then they’re destroyed.

You might like to know about substitutions for eggs then and I am happy to provide you with a really nice and helpful chart. I am not a baker and only make pancakes (no need for eggs, I only use flour, plant based milk – Oatly and Kokos Dairy free or Rice Dream are my favourites – ) and yeast dough for pizza where no egg is required anyway, so I can’t really tell which sub is the best. You just have to give it a try 🙂

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I am glad that some hens are relieved from their pain and are in a lovely hen heaven paradise now. Anna did fight and survived, but she will still be a victim of the egg industry she was born to serve, as her body will keep producing eggs and each one will take her a step closer to being worked to death. Despite being saved, she will never truly be free from the industry that brought her into existence, and it will take her life soon. She and the other hens still produce eggs which are given back to them to eat. The shell contains a lot of Calcium which is good for them.

If you are still keen to have your sunny side up tomorrow morning for breakfast, please think about what a hen is actually going through for you and if it is really necessary for you to have this egg.

If you would like to get to know Alexis and her animals, feel free to drop her a message on Facebook or contact her The Maggie Fleming Animal Hospice website. I am sure she is delighted to give you further information and you can pass by and visit the sanctuary. As the sanctuary is based on donations, all the animals would be happy to receive donations such as food or supplies to build a barn etc. Help (and money) is much appreciated. 

                                 

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Love isn’t measured by how big you are
Love can be large in the tiniest hearts

(Quote :  Song “Little Giants” by Michael Patrick Kelly)

 

 

 


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zeit ist kostbar / time is precious

UhrLaut Wikipedia wird Zeit so bezeichnet:

“Die wohl markanteste Eigenschaft der Zeit ist der Umstand, dass es stets eine in gewissem Sinne aktuelle und ausgezeichnete Stelle zu geben scheint, die wir die Gegenwart nennen, und die sich unaufhaltsam von der Vergangenheit in Richtung Zukunft zu bewegen scheint. Dieses Phänomen wird auch als das Fließen der Zeit bezeichnet. Dieses Fließen entzieht sich jedoch einer naturwissenschaftlichen Betrachtung, wie im Folgenden dargelegt wird.”

Zeit ist kostbar, es gibt viele Wege sie einzuteilen und zu nutzen.
Zeit kann man schenken, indem man sich mit Freunden trifft und wertvolle Minuten oder Stunden miteinander teilt. Viele sind oft in Eile oder in Hektik, “keine Zeit” haben für viele Dinge oder Momente die man verpasst.

“Keine Zeit haben” für den Blog, so ging es mir in den letzten 9 Monaten, seit ich nach Schottland gezogen bin. Ich habe einen Arbeitsplatz gefunden, habe mich dort eingearbeitet, war unterwegs. In dieser tollen Stadt habe ich ständig das Gefühl, etwas zu verpassen wenn ich nicht aus dem Haus gehe. Ich habe jedoch immer wieder gedacht, ich hab einfach keine Zeit um den Blog zu aktualisieren, neue Artikel zu schreiben über selbstgemachtes oder Essen hier in Schottland und Empfehlungen für Restaurants. Ausreden kann man viele finden, der Blog ist in den letzten Jahren so toll geworden und es wäre schade drum, ihn verwahrlosen zu lassen. Also wird es bald wieder neue Berichte geben. Doch nun kommts zu den Punkt, dass ich ja nicht mehr in Deutschland wohne und sich mein veganes Leben nur noch um Schottland dreht, ich hier alles erlebe.

Daher habe ich lange nachgedacht wie ich den Blog weiterführe (genauer gesagt, habe ich 9 Monate darüber nachgedacht, solange ich hier bereits wohne) und werde nur noch in Englisch weiterschreiben. Es gibt hier viele Veganer, die gerne meinen Blog lesen – jedoch verstehen die meisten kein Deutsch 😉 Ich bin zuversichtlich, dass viele meiner deutschen Follower Englisch verstehen. Ansonsten könnt Ihr auch gern auf der rechten Seite meines Menüs dem Link für die Übersetzung der jeweiligen Seite folgen.

Bis dahin …. freut Euch auf neue Berichte in den nächsten Tagen und Wochen.
Seid geduldig (ich weiss, Ihr könnt das) und bleibt vegan 🙂 grüner virds nämlich nicht.

 

For my english speaking follower

According to the Internet, time is defined such as this:

a. A nonspatial continuum in which events occur in apparently irreversible succession from the past through the present to the future.

b. An interval separating two points on this continuum; a duration: a long time since the last war; passed the time reading.

c. A number, as of years, days, or minutes, representing such an interval: ran the course in a time just under four minutes.

Source (http://www.thefreedictionary.com/time)

Time is precious, there are many ways to use it or even to share with people you like and love. Spending precious moments, minutes or hours with each other. So many of us are in lack of time or just don’t want to take it and so we are about to miss on so many nice things and moments you could experience.

Since I live in Scotland, found a job, settled into my new home, I always told myself “I have no time” to update my Blog again. I was used to write so much and loved updating my blog with great articles about Do it yourself instructions and about vegan food in Scotland and restaurant recommendations. But it is about to start again … I need to sit down and take my time to update this blog again. That is the point, right …. to take your time to spend with doing things you like. Not it comes to the very moment when I have to tell you, that – because I live in Scotland and everything what I do and eat (lol) happens here and not in Germany anymore. That is the reason why I have decided after many months of big thinking (well, actually since I live here) that I am about to continue writing in English. I am confident, that many of my followers speak English and if not, I will try to provide a plugin to let you translate the page. Otherwise you can find a translation link on the right side of my menu.

Look forward to new updates within the next days and weeks 🙂
Other than that ….. stay calm, patience and vegan 🙂 and remember .. it ain’t getting any greener.

 


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Sing me a song, of a lass that is gone – Vom Schwarzwald nach Schottland

Dieser Artikel wird grade in einem Zimmer in Edinburgh, in der Nähe vom Haymarket, geschrieben.

In den letzten Monaten ist viel passiert in meinem Leben, viel positives.
Zeit für den Blog habe ich kaum noch momentan, aber das wird wieder anders.

Am 24. August 2016 bin ich One Way nach Edinburgh geflogen, um hier zu leben und zu arbeiten. Jedenfalls ist das Plan B ..

Plan A ist eigentlich, so schnell wie möglich zum Craig na Dunh zu reisen und dann durch die Steine zu gehen, um mein restliches Leben mit Jamie Fraser zu verbringen – seufz ….

*und das meine ich jetzt tot ernst und ohne jegliche Irone dahinter*

Kein Urlaub mehr in Schottland und keine Rückflüge nach Deutschland 🙂 Es wird eine so tolle Zeit werden. Seit 2009 war ich nun schon 7x im Ulaub hier und es fühlte sich für mich immer mehr und mehr nach Home an und ich hab hier Freundschaften geschlossen. Vor 2 Jahren fing ich an darüber nachzudenken nach Schottland zu ziehen, Mitte 2015 fing ich an Geld zu sparen, seit Anfang Januar mistete ich aus, habe ich weggeschmissen, verschenkt, Möbel verkauft. Job und Wohnung auf 31.8. gekündigt und war sehr froh, Goodbye Deutschland zu sagen. 2 Monate vor Abflug fing ich an mich zu bewerben, vor Ort findet man hier jedoch leichter einen Arbeitsplatz, weil diese hier sehr viel einfacher zu bekommen sind als in Deutschland. Nur den Lebenslauf und ein Anschreiben, das war es. Eine Handvoll Absagen, zwei Telefoninterviews. Skype wäre zwar auch möglich gewesen, aber irgendwann gab es in meiner Wohnung nur noch eine Luftmatratze, 4 Bananenkisten die als Wohnzimmertisch her hielten und mit meinen Katzen im Hintergrund war das nicht wirklich professionell.

Über eine die vegane Edinburgh&Glasgow Gruppe bei Facebook kam ich in Kontakt mit einem Mädel, die mir zusicherte, dass ich bei ihr in den ersten Wochen wohnen könnte, als Roomate. Nun sitze ich also hier in meinem Zimmer, Mopsdame Lily wohnt auch hier, schreibe endlich mal wieder einen Artikel.

Letzte Woche Dienstag hatte ich ein Vorstellungsgespräch, am Mittwoch bekam ich die Zusage – in 5 Wochen kann ich anfangen zu arbeiten 🙂 Nun bin ich auf flat-hunting und habe heute schon eine vielvesprechende Wohnung angeguckt.
Dann müssen noch die Katzen in Deutschland geholt werden und mit dem Auto gehts dann nach oben, das wird abenteuerlich.
Vegane Couchsurfer und Airbnb Freunde, die schon immer mal nach Schottland wollten, sind herzlich willkommen bei mir dann in Edinburgh zu übernachten.

Wenn man durch die Stadt läuft, finden sich immer wieder so viele tolle vegane Food options … es gibt bereits viele neue Fotos und es sind so einige neue Empfehlungen oder auch Nichtempfehlungen für diverse Lokale. Aber dazu werd ich wohl erst kommen, wenn hier alles unter Dach und Fach ist 🙂

Bis dahin bitte … keep calm, stay patient and have a cup of tea.

 

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Bacon 100% tierfreundlich

Ich hätte nie gedacht, dass ich irgendwann einmal als Veganer über Bacon schreiben würde.

Schliesslich hat dieser Begriff und auch das tote Tier dahinter nichts in meinem Blog verloren.
Ich gebe es zu, Bacon hab ich früher gern gegessen, mit Spiegelei oder Rührei dazu, oder zu Pfannkuchen. Ja sogar mit Schokolade habe ich Bacon überzogen. In meiner Low Carb Zeit (mit leider leider viel zu vielen tierischen Produkten) habe ich das jede Woche gegessen, 10 gekochte Eier in der Woche keine Seltenheit *Schande über mein Haupt – Hände über dem Kopf zusammenschlagen* Irgendwann als ich dann immer weniger Fleisch und auch keine Eier mehr gegessen habe,  war der Geruch von Bacon dann für mich nicht mehr zu ertragen, auch die vielen Fettspritzer in der Küche waren nervig.

Kein Bratgeruch von Fleisch oder Wurst mehr in der Wohnung zu haben, kann wirklich herrlich sein. Vor ein paar Tagen bekam ich von meinem Exfreund und noch guten Freund (very big TACK to you honey)- ein Veganer aus Dänemark – einen Link auf meine Facebook Seite gepostet. Veganer kommen auf die verrücktesten Ideen, wenn es darum geht, Lebensmittel nachzubauen nicht wahr? 🙂
Und wenn etwas vegan ist, mich das anspricht, dann probier ich das sehr gern. Vorgestern waberte tatsächlich ein Bacon-ähnlicher Geruch durch meine Wohnung. Ob mir das gefiel, kann ich nicht wirklich sagen. Nach gefühlten 3 Jahren hatte ich Bacon ähnliches Etwas auf meinem Teller, das erschreckend ähnlich geschmeckt hat. Zum Glück Minus dem triefenden Fett im Essen und minus dem Tierleid.

Sicher wollt Ihr nun ungeduldig auch wissen, wie ich den Bacon hergestellt habe. In dem Video sind zwei dänische Veganer, die Bacon nachgebaut haben … Zum Glück hab ich die Zutaten immer zuhause, konnte also direkt loslegen und musste nicht warten bis zum nächsten Einkauf. Hier gehts zum Rezept

Faszinierend würde Mr. Spock jetzt sagen.

Den Bacon kann man wunderbar als Snack fürs Filmeschauen vorbereiten, oder Binge Watching von Serien (riiiiiiesen Tipp von mir: Ich bin süchtig nach Outlander und „Orange Is The New Black“ ist auch meeega gut) … als Beilage zu Rührtofu oder zerkrümelt über Salat.