My week got better by a factor of about 100 when I received this package in the mail from my friends Cameron and Kim Howell. The cookies are the most delicious, soft, moist, pillowy, did I mention delicious, gluten-free, vegan treats on earth. I miss them. Both our friends--"the Owls" as Brad calls them--and these snickerdoodles from Trader Joes.
My vegan week is winding to a close. But I'm not dying for meat. Actually--and I never thought I'd say this--it sounds kinda gross right now. Truth is, I'm thrilled with the results of this week. There's more money in my bank account and more food in my fridge than there usually is at this time of the month. It's a beautiful thing.
Speaking of beauty, when I woke up this morning, I noticed a glow to my skin. I've been looking for it, hoping that all I needed was one green smoothie or a few glasses of water to tap into that fountain of youth. But, after less than a week of eating vegan, I'm noticing a difference in how I look.
If this isn't killing two birds with one stone, I don't know what is. I save money on food and the beauty treatments that keep my fellow thirty-somethings looking youthful over the next decade. It makes the cheap girl inside of me dance a little jig.
Tonight I made this amazing Spanish tapas, espinacas con garbanzos from one of my favorite food bloggers, Smitten Kitchen. Check out the recipe here: Spinach and Chickpeas