We are still in Toronto. Nourishing ourselves did not go as smoothly yesterday as it had the day before. We went 11.5 hours with only cut fruit and hot tea. It felt like a fast without any emotional preparation. I was so hungry that I thought my stomach would begin to eat itself from the inside, it can happen when you are surrounded by food that you have chosen not to eat for extended periods of time. There was never an appropriate time to run out and get a vegan bite, and the home we were visiting was out of peanut butter, our last option for protein in a meaty space in time (what are the chances). We sat there eating cut fruit as everyone around us noshed on two different meals. I think they thought we were being virtuous or calorie conscious, when the truth of the matter was that I was ready to consume my own arm because I knew it was vegan. We searched our hosts home high and low for some sign of vegan edible, but to no avail. When a well wisher arrived with three bottles of red wine I almost burst into tears of joy, but held back. Wine is vegan and perhaps I can medicate myself enough to forget the discomfort in my tummy.
Once we were back in the car we raced to a store that was recommended as a Whole Foods look alike from the US. Clearly we broke the Cardinal Rule and went shopping ravenous. I attacked the prepared foods bar with the savage enthusiasm of someone that has just been air lifted off a deserted island. Sandy took one look at me and backed away. I took those plastic to-go containers and was ladling tabbouleh, marinated artichoke hearts and chili sesame tofu in like I was feeding a family of 20. As Sandy watched from afar, I ravaged the olive bar. After the olive bar I sprinted down the chip aisle. Because we are in Canada, they have the best chip selection you can imagine. I bought a biggie bag of pepper and lime kettle chips. What??
All in all I purchased $48 worth of food from a salad and olive bar. Not a shining moment in our vegan journey, but it was incredibly tasty and I did learn something worth sharing. When attending an event that you are not clear on the expected timeline nor the vegan food options, even when you think you are prepared, pack more. Had I brought nuts or vegan protein bars in my purse, we would have never gotten to that point of hysteria. Sandy and I could not respectfully excuse ourselves without making a spectacle and if we had a snack pack in my purse it would have at least held the hunger at bay until a meal of some kind could have been consumed.
Being prepared tastes good, feels good and is much less expensive than hysterical shopping.
Have a delicious day.