Pho is my friend. No, pho is my family. Unfortunately not in heritage because as far as I know there is no Vietnamese in my blood. However, it has seen me at my worst, it has been there to celebrate my blessings, and I have introduced it to the people that I care about the… Continue reading my favorite munchies: vegan zoodle pho
Let's just get this ubiquitous sentence-starter over with on this very first post - As a vegan, I was frustrated by the lack of edible options in my neighborhood. I'm a Washingtonian born and raised, and this is well before weed was legal and every shop had every kind of oil infusion in a bottle. I knew a handful of, *ahem,* small-business owners, so cannabutter was readily available to me. That's all well and good, but I needed options. No shame in this game, but can we go ahead and say that I was an adult at this point so that I don't have to make the disclaimer that developing brains should not be playing with mind-altering substances? Great, let's move on.