Today was a mad day in Londontown! It would have fulfilled any vegan’s dream. Well, this vegan’s dream, anyway. And it’s finally coming true!!! AHABSFHJNSLGNLSA!!!!!!! Now that I’m a London girl, I can explore its vegan community as much and as sloooowly as I want. That hasn’t quite settled in yet (as illustrated below). Aaaanyway, it’s now waaayyyy past midnight in jolly old England, so let’s recap this day swiftly. (more…)
For the past three years I have worked at a leading health insurance company and it has been wonderful. I love my company and I am crazy about my coworkers. This is my last week working with them because in a week and a half I will be hopping across the pond to live in London. I will miss my company terribly; it just happens to be on the wrong continent.
Whenever we have something to celebrate in the sales department we always, always have a “food day” (potluck). These food days are the perfect way to share recipes, show off cooking skillz, and socialise. We love ‘em! (more…)
Welcome to your May post of The Vegan Slacker! You know what? I’m not even going to apologise for not posting more often. In 4 months I will not be working two jobs anymore (hopefully) and I will be posting so much you will long for the good old days when I left you alone and didn’t harass your RSS feed or however you good folks find me. We’re almost out of the woods, friends. Then we’ll get some content up on this sizzite!
Exactly one month ago (Jeez Louise, I am slack, aren’t I?)* I was in Toronto at the Skydome watching the Blue Jays play the greatest baseball team in the history of the world (hereafter referred to as “The Yankees”). I flew to YYZ to see my brother and his wife one last time before my big move to the UK and while I was there we took in some good baseball and even better vegan food. This post chronicles my multiple visits to my favourite restaurant in the T-Dot: Fresh. (more…)
If I were diabetic, I’d be dead right now. Today was the day of sweets! How sweet it is… (more…)
Let me start this post by saying that I come from a small town where the word “mint” is (was? Are you kids still doing it nowadays?) used as a descriptive term for an attractive person. Equivalent to hot or fit or goooood-lookin’. (i.e. “Guuuurl, have you seen Steve today? So mint!” or “I am going to pick him up this weekend, he is MINT.” You get the idea.) Now onwards and forwards…
I am a lifelong member of the Girl Guides of Canada. I started as a Spark at the age of 5, worked my way up through the ranks, and finally ended as a leader. I’m taking this year off, as leading a unit whilst working two jobs is a level of insanity that I am not willing to ascend to. A big part of my childhood was spent selling Girl Guide cookies. During our fall campaign we peddled chocolate mint cookies, and people went (and still go) absolutely ape shit for them. GG cookies aren’t vegan (how wonderful would it be if they were?!), so now I need to find another way to get my chocolaty-mint fix.