This is not a recipe post, per se. It's more of a call to arms for all my of my readership to lend me their 2 cents.
You see, my lifelong dream, aside from an all-you-can eat vegan buffet in my living room, has been to open my own restaurant. Sure, I'd want it to be chock-full of my crazy, gourmet recipes...but let's be frank: it may not be the most cost effective way for me to start a business.
Lucky for me, my business savvy (and uber sexy) wife-to-be and myself have decided to pool our efforts and start our own small restaurant. Nothing fancy. Bare bones. Think if In N Out burger were vegan. We want to keep it simple, but more importantly, keep it delicious.
I've spent the past few days toying around with creating the best vegan burger (and cheeze burger) known to man, and I think I finally have a winner. I've posted the picture above, and if it causes an ounce of drool to slowly drip down your chin, please let me know.
This burger is sandwiched between two grilled buns, is a home-made "beefy" patty slathered with my own Daiya Cheddar cheese sauce creation, then topped with grilled red onions, tomatoes, red leaf lettuce, my home-made vegan ranch and a lot of my soul.
So what else is up with life? Well, it's been quite a roller coaster the past week. Personal circumstances (aka borderline insanity) forced an abrupt departure from my newly acquired 9-5. Did you all expect it to really last that long? Come on...you should know me better by now. If I can't make a living doing the freelance thing, I don't want to make a living at all. I'd rather cry home to mommy and daddy and hope that they understand that I'm a unique flower not meant for the daily toil of the rat race.
In really unusual news, Jane and I entered into one of those mall lottery contests. You know what I mean...there's some giant plastic bin containing a purse full of cash, and you drop your name in the box. I thought I had a better chance at being hit by a bus, but to my surprise, we won! We get to go spin some prize wheel tonight, our lowest prize being an all-expense payed trip to Vegas, the highest prize being $100,000. I suppose it's not that hard to guess what we're rooting for. 100 fucking Gs would allow my freelance life to continue, and help get our new business venture off the ground.
We're off to SF this weekend to meet my amazing publisher at Da Capo press, and I couldn't be more excited for the next few days. I'll post a new recipe soon. I promise. But in the mean time, don't be shy about burger comments. I am ready to jump into action, and I trust y'all to let me know what's up.