Vegan MoFo: Day Eleven


Vegan Month of Food: Day Eleven

Bonjour! So I’m not really sure what’s on today’s menu because A) I don’t have the meal plans in front of me and B) the Literate Zombie is still sleeping and I don’t want to wake him to ask. But I’m sure whatever it is, it will be scrumptious.

I do know one thing: last night’s green bean casserole will be hard to beat! I think I was dreaming about that at some point in my slumber travels.

Anyhow, once again I ask you to come back and visit to see what we ate for dinner…after we eat dinner. In the meantime, check out the MISADVENTURES page for a titillating  story about missing carrots, aliens and robots by the talented Literate Zombie!


Did you go and read the story? If not, go do that and come back for dinner. Well, me writing about us making and eating our dinner anyway.

Tonight’s meal ended up being indeed better than last night’s! Filling and piping hot right out of the oven, it was absolutely perfect on this chilly night San Diego spread out for us.


The Who Needs Cheese? Pizza Casserole

Jalapeño Sheephearder bread [delicious find!] cut into bite-sized pieces and tossed in olive oil made the base “crust” of this casserole. Homemade marinara sauce that the Literate Zombie cooked yesterday [that’s been marinating in its homemade-y self since then] was generously spooned over the spicy bread, soaking it in all its saucy glory. Tender-crisp bell peppers, red onions, fresh garlic and sliced black olives sautéed in the cast iron skillet made themselves at home in the marinara.

The chef cut additional sheephearder bread into tinier pieces than the crust and tossed it with melted Earth Balance. Using this to top it all off, the bread toasted up nice and crisp. The bottom chunks of bread and sauce tasted remarkably like a traditional pizza crust. Having the two styles of the same bread, the toasted bits and saucy crust made this texturally sinful.

This shouldn’t taste this good. It’s too easy. It’s just bread, sauce and vegetables. But the combination of these particular ingredients put together in this particular way equates to greatness. When recipes like this come together from just “winging it” in the kitchen, you can taste that special element that made it what it is, no matter that it has no name. It’s a certain kind of feeling that happens only once in awhile. An energy. I see this energy in my husband who cooks with not only excitement but a boldness.

I watch him move from cutting board to oven to colander and back, over and over with a confidence that is inspiring me to be more adventurous in the kitchen. And for that, I thank the Literate Zombie and encourage all to take a page out of his book.

Read. Comment. Spread the MoFo.

Much Love,

Fruit Killer

Happy MoFo’ing!


About fruitkiller

Wife. Vegan! Musician. Singer. Bookworm. Knitter. Crocheter. Co-Founder or ORGANARCHY. Co-Editor/Writer of the Organarchy blog. Voracious Comic Book Reader. Owner of Zombie Hand Productions. View all posts by fruitkiller

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