Without the prospect of meeting my friend Tara at this weekend's Vegan Pop-Up Shop (at Pine Box Rock Shop, previously mentioned all-vegan bar), I probably would not have left my apartment at all and been way too up in my roommate's steez. But to the Pop-Up Shop I hie'd:
I took a couple photos inside the bar but, honestly, I was so awkward and terrified of being in public that my hands couldn't stop shaking enough to get a clear shot.
A "Holiday in Cambodia" Bloody Mary helped calm me down. This version has soy sauce in it, and is garnished with pickled mango, pickled ginger, an olive, and lime. Liquid courage.
A couple of sips in, I made my way over to the Gone Pie stand (luckily right by the door so I could flee if necessary.) But I did not need to flee: Barbara was very nice and as usual had an array of treats worth...not fleeing.
new Maramalade Umlaut zine at Barbara and ran away. She dealt with the situation with much grace. So thank you and sorry!! (She later found me out: "You're FoodFeud!" "Yeah, sorry, I don't know how to introduce myself to people.")
A couple more sips of Bloody Mary later and I summoned the strength to say hello to a very familiar dog and her companion.
THEN TARA GOT THERE AND EVERYTHING WAS CALM AND BETTER YAY. Unfortunately, I had to cut the date short as I had a new friend (yes, count them - that's TWO FRIENDS I HAVE!!!! Jealous?) coming over to cook.
Antonia and I were, like, awkwardly friend-courting for a while: I give her zines and bake vegan blondies, she gave me gloves she knitted and an awesome magic stone, it works. I don't know what all this rambling is about except to tell you I am very weird and don't know how to talk or relate to people, especially females, but female friendship and community is SO important. It also takes A LOT for me to be comfortable enough around people to eat in front of them (oh hey, leftover teenage eating disorder!) but I sense Antonia's cosmic coolness. Anywhooooo, crushtime over, I'll cut to the chase.
"Umm...so...do you like tacos?"
"Who doesn't like tacos?"
"That's what I was hoping you'd say!!" *cue starry eyed heart explosions*
We made black bean, zucchini, and olive tacos from Appetite for Reduction, splitting the prep.
Moral of the story, making friends is scary and hard but worth it. Also food helps. There is a potential THIRD friend food date in the near future (Stella, my Groupon awaits you.)
And um yeah, grrrls rule.