This plant-based soup only take 30 minutes and it so refreshing. A classic Greek avgolemono soup contains egg and chicken, so I have made a few changes. We have replaced the chicken with some shredded jackfruit and the egg with some unsweetened cashew yogurt. My avgolemono turned better than I could have imagined! I’m not even a huge lemon fan, but something about the lemony orzo just sent me straight to the Greek Islands. Make a big pot of this one as meal prep for the week! The Best Vegan Avgolemono Soup is… More Plant-Based Greek Recipes You Might Enjoy…
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Continue ReadingThe constant echo of a posh French dialogue is always chiming in the back of my mind. It’s daring me to get the infamous one-way ticket to a cottage in the village, while I pace the flickering cobblestone in search of a hideaway. Preferably one serving a steamy bisque and toasted baguette on a winter evening. You see, I get these ideas in my mind of how the experience would be in a place. It’s that I just see it all in my head. Mostly they are simple things, like a steamy bisque off a quiet street surrounded by French…
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Continue ReadingOh, Budapest, you whimsical, eerie wonderland. Arriving in Budapest is like stumbling through a rabbit hole and stepping out into a confusing alternate dimension. An electric trance of haunted bliss- if you will. Days in Budapest are meant to dive into the other worldly things. It would be a sin not to spend the day floating through ancient bath houses in hot springs and thermal steam. Granted, you may be floating next to rather large Greek men in a speedos… but that’s just the weirdness that is Budapest. The Perfect Hungarian Meal While in Hungary, head down your nearest…
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Continue ReadingVietnam is perhaps my greatest love affair of them all. I spent several months working at a nonprofit just outside of Hanoi. So for a brief moment in time, Hanoi felt like a place I would call home. I fell in love in between almost being ran over by motorbikes in the middle Old Quarters. Skipping the streets on a Sunday morning with an iced Vietnamese coffee (recipe to come) was my literal love language. Every street was not so neatly organized by what it was selling. You had silk street down one row and medical street down another. Maybe…
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Continue ReadingI still remember the moment I looked into a rhinos eyes, driving through South African bush for the first time. There are some rarities that occur when you travel, single moments where your world is altered in front of you. I swear if you try hard enough, you can capture it. In those moments, the world teeters and you can live in it forever. This stew has a little bit of that magic, the ability to take me back to cold nights under the Southern Cross… listening to hyenas call in the distance. I Bless The Rains Down In Africa…