Miso vegan

Haven’t gone vegan yet? Well, miso lucky for you The Anol Vegan wasn’t always like this either.

Mushroom stock:
3 cups of water
1 oz dried shitake mushrooms

Kombu Stock:
4 cups of water
.5 oz kombu

Mushroom stock:
Put water and mushrooms in bowl and soak them overnight.

Strain liquid through cheesecloth lined sieve.

Kombu Stock
Bring water to simmer and add kombu. Cover the pot.

Remove from heat and allow kombu to steep for 1 hour.

Strain liquid through cheesecloth lined sieve.

Mix the mushroom and kombu stock together.

Miso Soup
Place seaweed in small bowl, add water and let rehydrate.

Thinly slice green onion, cut tofu into small square pieces.

Bring dashi to a simmer.

Use a metal sieve to dissolve miso into dashi. View our video on instagram if you’re having trouble.

Add seaweed and tofu into bowl, pour in soup, top with green onion.

Now it may seem hard to believe what with my acting career, various serving jobs, and vegan food blog, but I’m really terrible at math. My high school had an optional eighth period where we could go ask for a teachers assistance. So you bet your ass I used to stroll in every day saying ‘Hey, when you entered the equation and got the graph on the calculator, yours looked like this and mine looked like ‘kasjdhgkjahs.’ Or something to that effect.

Eighth period kept me afloat until senior year, precalculus. It was straight up NOT a good time. Luckily, I had a math teacher who really wanted me to succeed, or at least pull a B- out of my ass.

Mrs. S was one of the most badass people I’ve ever met. One of the first teachers who treated us like adults, said what she felt, and took no prisoners. Not to mention she loved math (incredible) and loved vegan food (even more incredible).

She rarely gave extra credit opportunities so when she did, I jumped at the chance. The assignment was to watch FORKS OVER KNIVES on Netflix. Apparently this film was the reason why Mrs. S was vegan. Whatever, I didn’t have to do math so I was in no matter what. Little did I know this lifestyle would be the answer to a lot of my problems.

Up until this point, my senior year schedule had the same repetitiveness as Squiward living in Tentacle Acres. Most of it was pretty dreadful as it was going through the most mundane motions. Sure, I was going to graduate on time, sure I was getting help, but I was a sad little squid who certainly was not thriving.

When I put on the film, I heard people talking about food in a way that was comforting. It was pitched as “compassionate fuel for the body.” I hadn’t been compassionate to anything in over a year. Not to others, certainly not to myself. Without sounding too hippy dippy, veganism was more than a change in diet, it was a new mindset.

I got through that math class, completed high school, and progressed enough to move to Chicago for college. Nothing happened overnight, these last eight years have been far from perfect. But miso-lucky that veganism has remained a non judgemental and compassionate friend the whole way through.

©The Anol Vegan 2021