Tofu, Hoisin Sauce, A Story.

My Vegan Comfort Dinner, With A Complicated History Behind It.

I first ate this meal in 2000, cooked for me on my first visit to my eventual apartment on Cabrillo Street in San Francisco, before I lived there.

Tofu,

(for this I used the awesome Bridge tofu, all I use these days, really),

sliced & baked with Hoisin sauce, scallions & garlic.

Really really simple, really delicious, really soul southing.

I usually serve this with rice (brown basmati here 'cause that's how I've been rolling (with rice) lately), a mixed green salad (or rather, there should have been one but I didn't have any salad greens, so I skipped that part) & slices of avocado (more important than the salad)

because that's how I first ate this meal,

& the first time I ate this was an important dinner.

(this food led to me getting married, & living in New Orleans)

(& those are just a few of the consequences of this meal)

See, I'm not lying when I say food shapes our lives.

& this meal makes great leftovers, & brought me this delightful sandwich, which was crucial to my surviving last Saturday at the grocery store. I was obviously in a weird mood when I created this Saturday morning, but it worked (for me).

My Saturday Sandwich=

East Baking Co. Oatmeal Bread, Hellman's Mayonnaise (the only mayonnaise as far as I'm concerned & the condiment I would need on a desert island), Sriracha Hot Sauce (The other condiment I need on that island, now I'm all set), Neighbourly Farms of Vermont Chipotle Cheddar Cheese

(this cheese made a classic appearance during DnDnD2k09,

at Foamhenge, driving through Virginia),

& of course the leftover tofu slices.

I haven't eaten this meal in years.

I think in fact, not since I was still married.

& that goes way back.

It's nice to have these tastes back in my life.