Yes, it’s true, I made tacos. Again. Something about the sun being out and the weather getting warmer makes me crave Mexican food. Is this so wrong? I say no.
It’s supposedly going to rain tomorrow. What kind of crack is the California atmosphere on?
Back to the more important kind of crack: Mexican food. Not authentic, mind you, but healthy and delicious.
So tonight was Vegan Chickpea Tacos courtesy of Happy Herbivore. I made these for the first time a few weeks ago; and let me tell you, I didn’t even miss the meat for a second.
Both times I made this I used the taco seasoning recipe mentioned in the post. The chickpea recipe calls for tamari; but I didn’t have any on hand, so I just used soy sauce. If you’re intolerant to gluten, you can find wheat-free tamari, which makes the whole dish gluten-free.
I served the tacos with some diced tomatoes, spinach, salsa, and hot sauce.
I had two tacos. For the second one I added some Greek yogurt:
Obviously, once you add the yogurt these aren’t vegan anymore. But I’m not vegan. Clearly. I mean, I’m slightly obsessed with half & half… Anyway, Greek yogurt is a great substitute for sour cream. Less fat, more probiotics. Yum.
I knew these tacos were good when KC, king of all red meat, said he liked them. Victory!
The recipe says to cook the chickpeas until they’re crunchy. I think this is delicious if you’re going to eat them by themselves as a snack; otherwise, I like to pull them out when they’re a little soft still, because they have sort of the same consistency as ground beef.
After dinner, Seuss had a photo shoot (courtesy of KC):
So regal. Seuss Mackey the model.
After the shoot, we sat down to watch House (which I love). And yes, I may have given in to this:
Stupid Fentons leftovers mocking me from the freezer. Hate you. (No I don’t.)
After ice cream, KC and I shared a small bag of popcorn:
And what am I doing right now? Eating chocolate.
What is going on here? Why can I not stop snacking??? Ugh, it’s one of those nights where I want to walk around with Pop-Tarts in my pockets…
Good thing these pants don’t have pockets.
And I don’t have any Pop-Tarts.
Mmm… Pop-Tarts…
Enough. I’m going to bed.