I will be honest: I have some serious food porn for you today. There's just no other way to describe it, because frankly, these pictures are going to get you hot and bothered. Or should I say...hot and raw-thered? No, no I shouldn't. "Raw-thered" is not a word, and I never invent my own vocabulary, no ma'am. ;)
Let me back up a bit. And I should preface this by saying that these first two pictures are indeed not considered part of the food porn I've collected for you. As I mentioned yesterday, I had the good fortune to run in to Liz, aka VeggieGirl, at Whole Foods! What's more, she was on the phone with HEAB at the time, so I got to say hi to Heather too! Hi again, HEAB!
I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised to find a VeggieGirl in a veggie habitat, but still! An amazing coincidence, and I had a great time chatting with her again this afternoon. Bonus: she brought me a bottle of crack! "Crack" would be Bonobo's coconut chai, for those of you so unfortunate not to have experienced it.
Yeah, I'd already taken a big hit before I took the above photo. Coconut chai demands immediate consumption.
But what was I doing in Whole Foods in the first place yesterday? It's not like I would ever go in there just to browse...nope...not me...
I did indeed have a mission, and that was to pick up the remaining ingredients needed for Raw Zucchini Alfredo! I tried to get as much as I could from the farmer's market, which happens to chill outside my office three days a week (I know, I'm a brat), but turns out them farmers don't sell miso. Go figure. ;)
And with that, I present to you a porntastic pile of vegetables luxuriating in a sea of raw cashew alfredo sauce.
Gena, what have you done to me?! Aside from making me realize my chiffonade skizzles need some work... Ain't your fault, girl, no one asked me to try and get fancy on the basil.
In my world, this is what dinner's meant to look like. And taste like. If you haven't ever tried such a dish as this, I encourage you to do so. Use protection: go to www.choosingraw.com first. Wouldn't want you contracting any STDs (Saturated- or Trans-fatty Dishes).
In a rather chocolate-covered move, I decided to eat my troughImeanbowl of "pasta" with chopsticks. Something told me they would deliver dinner to my mouth most deliciously.
I was right. I know this is an Italian-inspired dish, but I dunno, maybe it was the miso talkin' to me. Domo arigato, Mr. Bo-raw-to.
One more for the road...