We must be genetically hard-wired for that blast of pure heaven. What else could explain the utter abandon with which kids run out the door to chase down the ice cream van, that pied-piper from the 1950s? Just the other day, I ran out to my balcony to track down the creepy music flowing through a thoroughly Saigonese alley. He may have been on a bike with a loudspeaker rather than a van, but sure enough, it was the ice cream man!Read more "Five of the best places in the world to indulge in vegan ice cream"
Growing up, Easter morning came like Christmas. We’d rise early, too excited about what the Easter Bunny might have left in our baskets. Hot-cross buns would come steaming out of the oven before being lathered with frosting. All this happened in a chaotic flurry while my parents tried to get us ready for church.Read more "Expanding Easter’s Story of Compassion"
As the bike revved into gear, I straddled the seat behind him. We didn’t know where we would end up, but we had all the makings of a perfect date – a beautiful evening, wheels to take us anywhere, and a crystal ball that could pinpoint with incredible accuracy the nearest vegan restaurants.Read more "A progressive dinner by motorbike"
A whistle-stop tour of Yekaterinburg could be confused for a very Siberian version of Before Sunrise – except that we didn’t stay up all night, and we were already in love. But there were trains involved! There were lots of them in fact, since we were on our way far into the Russian interior on the Trans-Siberian Express.Read more "A home-grown vegan awakening in Siberia"
“You too can be supreme master,” came the unexpected blessing from the proud and smiling woman behind the counter. Without further ado, she handed him a plate of steaming Asian food. Behind her, a television screen on silent showed a colorful channel, a woman playing with her pet dogs and cats.Read more "Be Vegan, Make Peace: Chasing the Supreme Master"
“This oral fixation can manifest itself in a number of ways. It may result in a desire for constant oral stimulation, such as through eating, smoking, alcoholism, nail-biting, or thumb-sucking.” Is it strange to confess to an oral fixation on a public blog post? Probably. But if I could live a thousand lives only to eat, I think it would be worth it.Read more "Five of the best places in the world to grab a vegan meal"
Ironically, after four years of living in London, we’re not there for the vegan arms race. We’re in Vietnam, and even though vegan food is infinitely easier to find in Ho Chi Minh City than London, soy milk isn’t exactly in every cafe. Rather than complaining about it, though, we decided to take on a little project.Read more "Oh snap! Everyday vegan activism"