Veggie Tales

We Can Eat Fries, Right?: Inspecting the “all vegetarians are healthy” myth

I have a good friend named Melissa. Like me, she is a vegetarian. Unlike me, she is a very thin person, a trait that is often attributed to the fact that she enjoys the meatless way of life. Every time I hear someone say, "Oh, she's a vegetarian, that's why she's so skinny," I laugh to myself.

And here's why: If one were to put together a short list of the primary components of Melissa's diet it would include french fries, Doritos, bean and cheese burritos from Taco Bell, more Doritos, fettuccini Alfredo, more Doritos and an occasional Orange Julius thrown in the mix, although I'm pretty sure she only drinks those to avoid getting scurvy.

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Meatless Barbecue?: A vegetarian takes to the grill

Well Bendites, it’s here.

June 21 has come and gone, you’ve wrapped up your pagan solstice rituals, tweens have started floating the river and the sun is coming out on a fairly reliable basis.  Your coworker has even stopped smugly saying, “Welcome to Central Oregon” any time someone mentions a change in the weather.

It’s also about this time that, for vegetarians, the sense of dread that has been building all spring long finally becomes a full-fledged panic. It’s barbecue season.

For some, barbecues mean parties and fun, but for vegetarians these backyard gatherings bring what I like to call barbeque shame. If you’ve ever had to tote plastic-wrapped veggie burgers from party to party, or asked a host to use a clean pair of tongs to turn your not-dogs so as not to contaminate them with the cursed blood of the beast, then you know what I’m talking about.

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Not Your Mom’s Shepherd’s Pie: Finding veggie delights at Zydeco

This shepherd’s pie is different. It’s hearty, flavorful, filling and, oh yes, vegetarian. And guess what? It’s here in Bend at our very own Zydeco.

With a name like Zydeco, your first thought is probably not, “Sounds like a great place for vegetarians.” If you’re like me, your first thought is probably, “I need to Google that word to find out what it means.” After which you probably think, “Mmm, down-home Southern cooking.”

And Zydeco does have great Southern-inspired dishes, like the shrimp etouffee or the jambalaya. But it also has some tasty vegetarian options, like the Creole smoked tofu, and, of course, vegetarian shepherd’s pie. And when my parents took me there for dinner – I’m not too proud to admit it – that’s what I ordered.

It looked identical to every other meat-drenched shepherd’s pie I’d seen. But I knew it was different. I knew there wouldn’t be a single piece of meat lurking in the shadows of that tantalizing mashed-potato top. But that’s when I got nervous.

You see, as a vegetarian, you get used to trying really “creative” and “interesting” non-meat versions of meat dishes. And you get used to them being, in general, bad.  (Turns out meat is in stuff for a reason. Apparently it makes things taste good?)

Fortunately, the shepherd’s pie at Zydeco avoids this tragic fate.

The pie gets off on the right food with a delicious “crust” of creamy mashed potatoes baked to a perfect golden brown. But we all know you can put mashed potatoes on pretty much anything (and I do) and it will work, so it’s really what’s inside that counts.

The filling contains nothing pretending to be meat. This shepherd’s pie is packed with vegetables: peas, carrots and mushrooms (not portabella, thank you very much). They are stewed in a rich, savory (without being overly salty) sauce that could make even the meatiest meat eaters forget they’re dining solely on vegetables.

Now, if you’re not made out of money, and most of us aren’t, you’re probably not going to be popping in every Wednesday for your hump-day shepherd’s pie. But when you are in the mood for a fantastic dinner out, Zydeco, is, as it turns out, a great place for vegetarians. And one that serves the best shepherd’s pie this vegetarian has ever eaten.

Full Steam Ahead to Tofurkytown

Editor’s Note: This is the first column from local writer (and former advertising executive turned forestry student) Rachelle Hedges about her experiences as a vegetarian in Bend. It will appear once a month in this space.

 

I’m not a hippie, or a communist either. I don’t belong to PETA. I don’t eat “rabbit food” and I don’t actually like portabella mushrooms, or eggplant, or any other vegetable commonly used as a meat substitute at weddings, for that matter.

I am, however, a vegetarian.

Now you see why I had to tell you all that other stuff first? Because it could have been really easy for you to get confused.

I’ve been a “veg” – as my friends like to call this affliction – since I was about 13 years old. No need to get into the nasty details of how it all got started, I’ll just say it involved a visit to a distant relative’s cattle ranch, a calf named Chucky and some serious emotional scarring. I’ll let your imagination do the rest for you – because that’s part of the magic of reading, right? It’s been 15 meatless years since that moment and I’m still on the veggie train – full steam ahead to Tofurkytown.

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