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Dear Tofurkey,

You are an ugly little football, but I forgive you of your appearance or lack-thereof and love you anyway. Your salty, chewy texture goes nicely with a side of stuffing, gravy, and cranberry sauce. You are so unlike the real turkey my family attempted to roast on Thanksgiving day. You didn’t leave unsavory, uncooked juices on my counter. You never caused me to hide in the pantry to conceal my laughter and intermittent dry heaves while my father and brother-in-law struggled with carving an undercooked bird that sat around “resting” for two hours. With you around, I didn’t have to worry that my new vegetarian friends would have to make excuses as to why they wouldn’t eat the turkey they witnessed dying a slow death in my kitchen, nor would I have to worry about them getting sick from eating you. Nobody huddled in packs before dinner assessing whether or not they were going to take the risk and eat you.

Tofurkey, if only you looked more appetizing, then maybe my family might have been more inclined to embrace you at dinner time. As my sister tried to microwave the possible disease out of the 18 pound, karma-laden bird that refused to offer itself up as the holiday protein king, there you sat humbly waiting to be consumed. And after that unyielding turkey was boiled down for five hours into a soup that still refused to comply to consumption by staying warm even when left on a freezing cold deck to chill overnight, you lovingly and obligingly presented yourself as a tasty leftover, and most importantly, a loyal disease-free friend. You do your job as turkey substitute better than the turkey itself, and really that’s all this vegan can ask of you. Tofurkey, you held strong four days after Thanksgiving and presented yourself as a mock turkey sandwich smothered in Veganaise, homemade cranberry sauce and piled with lettuce on sourdough bread.

You make a fine substitute turkey sandwich.

Sure, you don’t look like turkey. You probably don’t even really taste like turkey. But after 15 years of not eating turkey, that doesn’t matter to me. I am just happy I can eat you in a sandwich reminiscent of what I ate every Friday after Thanksgiving during my childhood.

So thanks for being there on Thanksgiving, and Friday, and Saturday, Sunday and Monday. See you next year good friend.

Yours truly,

The Thankful Vegan

 

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Sandwich Cravings

I have a weakness for vegan sandwiches, especially hot ones, and much like a good vegan chocolate chip cookie, they tend to be hard to come by. Very few cafes make an effort to create an edible vegetarian sandwich, let alone a vegan one, and most assume that lettuce, tomato, pepperoncini, pickles, onions, avocado (if you are willing to throw down the extra $$) and sometimes if your lucky, hummus, is enough to satisfy one’s gnawing lunch needs. It’s not.

Two years ago, Scott and I spent a week in New York where we discovered the Candle Cafe, a chic vegan restaurant in the Upper East Side. It was there they served us a fried seitan chicken sandwich with a spicy chili aoli. The sandwich, smothered in sauce with bits of fried breading scattered around the plate and towering with red onion, lettuce and avocado, just begged to be eaten. We had always stayed away from seitan (pronounced like Satan), a chewy, nasty sounding, wheat-gluten substance with a propensity for causing unwanted bodily smells. But after that sandwich, seitan—all dressed up like a saucy hussy—seduced its way back into our lives.

Since our trip to the Big Apple, we’ve chanced upon other fabulously tasty hot sandwiches through our trusty advisor, Yelp. Armed with an iPhone and the Yelp App, you can strand us in a foreign meat-friendly state like Georgia, and most times, we vegans can hunt out a meal that doesn’t consist of salad with oil and vinegar, some kind of pasta with a marinara sauce, or portabella mushrooms.

In fact, Yelp helped us find the original “g” spicy po-boy at Green’s vegan oasis which happens to be hiding in a strip mall in Tempe, AZ—a location we would have NEVER found on our own. It also clued us in on the dirty sauce which belongs in bed with cranberry sauce on a hot vegan “turkey” sandwich at Ike’s Place in San Francisco—the only place I know of where you need to order your sandwich three hours in advance if you actually want to eat it at lunch time.

No thanks to Yelp, I’ve had a two month craving to try the BBQ/Southern Fried Tofu Burger at Souley Vegan in Oakland, CA. Until my schedule routes me back to the Bay Area, I will continue to pester Scott to make attempts at recreating the sandwiches already imprinted in my taste bud memories.

But back to standout veg sandwiches. I know I opened this piece by dissing the sub-standard “vegetarian” sandwich, but there is one place that not only gets those ingredients right, but makes a sandwich I want to continuing eating beyond comfortable fullness and into the realm of, “I’ve eaten so much I hate myself.” The Molinari Delicatessen, located in SF’s North Beach neighborhood, focuses primarily on Italian meats and cheeses but can dish up a vegan sandwich worthy of mentioning among the greats.

Molinari’s at lunchtime requires skills similar to wading through the Muni crowd on Kearny Street to secure a seat on the 30 Stockton, minus the dripping bags of fishy stuff and grandma bullies. It’s that crowded on a weekday. Once you’ve managed to make it through the door, take a number, pick your sandwich roll from the bread bin, and expect to wait at least 30 minutes for your turn. When your up, make sure the guy behind the counter slathers on their signature basil garlic olive oil spread. Ask nicely and they will add whatever veggies are marinating in the deli case—usually roasted peppers and onions, artichokes, sun-dried tomatoes, and mushrooms. They will garnish it with the usual lettuce, tomato, onion and pepperoncini which, on this sandwich, adds to the overall flavor. Take the greasy goodness to go with extra napkins and head over to Washington Square Park for a picnic. And while you wipe the olive oil off your face, think of me sitting in a gray office cube hours away from a decent vegan sandwich, and send up a little thought of thanks.

Right now, I don’t have a fabulous vegan sandwich recipe. After two years, Scott and I are still fussing and experimenting with flavors and textures. What I can say is, Tofurkey’s smoked turkey lunch “meat”, and served up with fresh basil, marinated sundried tomatoes, marinated artichokes, and heated up with vegan mozzarella and an aioli made from veganaise on a fresh ciabatta roll can go along way to curb a craving. Serve with a heaping side of my grandfather’s potato salad. Or check out Yelp and find your own strip mall oasis.

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