I’m about to disappoint all of you, and I’m sorry.
I had this extravagant dream of my return back to the blog world, where you would all wake up not even aware that it was basically christmas morning and you’d run down the stairs and log onto your computers with glistening eyes to a really amazing new blog post from me, and your lives would be complete again.
Instead I bring you this pile of coal, of course it’s not as bad as the pile of coal that I tried to make and eat for Try It Thursday.
Suddenly this blog is becoming more about my lack of vegan cooking skills and less about my journey to healthier living, of course I guess you can’t really have one without the other.
This week I tried to make Vegan Broccoli Cheeze Chickpea Burgers. Sounds delicious right? If you aren’t aware of my ever loving obsession with Broccoli Cheese soup, you should be by now. Probably one of the last few things I haven’t been able to give up yet even though it’s definitely not vegan. Shhh, don’t tell.
You see when I saw this recipe I got excited, because if I could make Broccoli Cheeze into a burger, then surely I could make it into a soup, right?
Ha, As If.
Truth be told, I’ve never actually made a veggie burger, maybe that should have been the first step in this process was learning how to do that. It’s obviously not as easy as just slapping together some ground beef.
Everything was mostly fine until the…mix all this together in your food processor step.
This probably would have gone better if my food processor wasn’t tiny and possessed. Cue the explosion noises and a healthy helping of splattered “burger” on the wall.
Even better was the fact that by the time I got some semblance of a burger mixture together it looked more like some kind of a broccoli guacamole than anything that would form into anything. Yeah…it wasn’t pretty.
I tried really hard to salvage it, I thought maybe if I covered it in more breadcrumbs it would at least become something I could handle enough to form into a patty and get in the pan. This sort of worked, enough to at least cook it.
Final Lessons Learned:
- There is a fine line between more breadcrumbs, and too many breadcrumbs. And when I say too many, I mean TOO MANY.
- Veggies encased in breadcrumbs become molten and spare no tastebuds. Yes, all my tastebuds were sacrificed to the molten veggie gods.
- Your cooking can sense your fear.
I’m just going to go ahead and post a link to the blog I borrowed this recipe from, because trust me there’s a lot more hope for you there. Perhaps I’ll come back around to “Try Another Day.” Maybe whenever I gain back the ability to taste things again.