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Today I had a wonderful encounter. I was strolling around the Farmer’s Market and saw a small booth with the sign: “Organic, vegan, gf cakes”. Easy choice much?! Of course I walked over and admired the awesome goodies. I enquired which ones were vegan, and that included all of the delicious-looking cupcakes and muffins – only one of the bread sorts wasn’t.

Unfortunately, Nessie wouldn’t let me take a picture of her booth but here is one I found online in an article by the EMC Kingston:

Nessie's cakes

The best? I didn’t have enough change, so after our nice chat she actually made a special price just for me. SCORE! I got an apple-cinnamon-quinoa muffin. It tasted great, although the quinoa taste was a bit dominant for me. That being said, I’d never tried quinoa in baked goods before, so I guess that might be normal. Apart from that, the muffin was great! Everything else looked delicious as well. The prices were a bit steep – $4.50 for a cupcake – but given that they’re organic, vegan, glutenfree and DELICIOUS; it’s definitely worth it for a treat.

So if you’re around the Toronto-Kingston area, please do check her out! You will find her booth on the Kingston town market and the Wednesday farmer’s market on Uni Avenue. The website is nessiecakes.com (also check out this post for more info and more cake pictures).
Have a great Tuesday, everyone!
Edit: Damn, it’s Wednesday. Where is my mind today?!

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I’ve been crazy busy with traveling and work the last couple of days, which is why you haven’t heard from me.

Being vegan at home was challenging, but also interesting. My sister made a lovely vegan cherry cake for me, that was great! Danke nochmal! 🙂 A similar recipe can be found here .

This isn’t it (camera broken still), but it tasted as great as that one looks. Image taken from here . Kirschstreusel

My mum, on the other hand, seemed to have a bit of a harder time understanding.
I told her that I am vegan at the moment and tried to explain what that implied, and the food I won’t eat. After some negotiation about lunch (she really wanted to make something for me, as in the good old times), we decided to just have some vegetables, spinach and potatoes. Sounded good to me. We agreed that she’d cook dinner, while I unpack, do some laundry, have a shower.
When I was done, I quickly sneaked into the kitchen to see how dinner was doing. On the kitchen counter, right next to the oven, I saw an open pack of butter. For a second, I thought about speaking up, complaining. But no – I didn’t say anything. When I came back to eat, the butter was gone. I think that in this situation, it is better to overlook the incident. The only thing I could have done, anyway, is to not eat any of the dinner – but since she was cooking purely for me, that surely isn’t a good idea. I don’t see my family all that often any more, so I think there is no point in having a fight about a little butter. Do challenge my point though, fellow vegans: what would you have done in the situation?

Lastly, my cookbook should arrive today – Yay! Hopefully, I shall be able to start cooking again soon (The last couple of days I’ve just been living off the AMAZING German bread I brought from home. Nom nom nom… No better thing. Truly the only food I have been missing since leaving Germany.)