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Veganic farming is wasteful and doesn’t make weed better

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Can you tell if this is cruelty-free?

The pervasive vegan ideology has enveloped one of America’s fastest-growing industries: Cannabis cultivation.

A new subgenre of weed farming, , is apparently growing in popularity among more committed vegan stoners.

These aspirational agriculturists commit to using fertilizers free from animal products. They then market the marijuana as cruelty-free, and higher quality than more murderous alternatives.

The rub for vegans is that many organic fertilizers use discarded blood and bone from slaughterhouses, thus making them complicit in the interspecies holocaust known as factory farming.

It’s worth noting that many top advocates for veganic growing have a direct financial incentive to promote this method. The aptly named Kyle Kushman (really?) helped found the movement and sells Vegamatrix, a popular plant-based nutrient system.

It looks like great stuff, and I hope that Kushman’s business does well. I’ve noticed that entrepreneurs cherry-pick scientific and market research to construct an ironclad confirmation bias system around their work, though.

“The flavors are much more prominent,” Kushman says. “You can taste the terpene profile much more because you’re not also tasting metals.”

These are not the words of a scientist. They are passion-driven marketing claims from a hippy with a business to run. Where are your double-blind consumer trials, Mr. Kushman????

“If a slaughterhouse follows organic practices and only kills pasture-raised, organic cows without antibiotics, there is no reason not to use their byproducts for good. “

Veganic products are not better or worse than animal-containing organic products. We should all ditch chemical synthetic fertilizers. I’d just rather use organic products that also upcycle slaughterhouse waste.

Cruelty-free but wasteful

Vegan might be cruelty-free, but it’s also wasteful in this context.

Slaughterhouses produce waste products that can’t go into food, including blood and bones. Farmers only options are to let these rot somewhere or to sell them to other folks who will put these resources back into the ecosystem.

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What alternatives do vegans suggest? Dump all that stuff in a hole? Let it run into the river? Maybe you could throw handfuls of it on people’s fur coats.

Factory farming is horrible, but we need to eat meat. Most humans are healthiest with meat in their diet. We should change to natural farming practice

If a slaughterhouse follows organic practices and only kills pasture-raised cows without antibiotics, there is no reason not to use their byproducts for good.

It’s important to be pragmatic about this. People eat meat, and there’s no sign that will stop in our lifetimes. It’s better for us to create a circular economy where we help others reduce waste and maximize benefits.

Everything organic

All weed farming — all farming period — should be organic. Preferably we should replace our plumbing with compost toilets and use our own waste to fertilize the weed plants. Every change we make to agriculture should move us closer to a fully circular ecosystem where nothing is wasted. 

People who want animal-free products should absolutely go that route. It’s your life. Do you, boo.

But nothing is ever as simple as people want it to be. We can’t just wish away the meat industry. Buying veganic weed fertilizer doesn’t create long-term alternatives that function on a mass scale.

People try too often to legitimize their own choices by convincing others to adopt them as well.

Their insecurity makes them feel that if anyone disagrees with their philosophy it’s somehow weak or invalid. Getting other people on board the vegan train makes them feel better about the work they’ve put into their lifestyle.

The main questions on our mind when considering veganic, or any other specialized farming practices, should be how effective it is.

Does veganic work?

Not really, it seems.

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Veganic advocates say that the weed burns cleaner and tastes better without those horrid chemical products and cruelty particles in it. I sense confirmation bias at work.

Dr. Robert Flannery, the only guy with a Ph.D. in weed farming, disagrees with the veganic evangelists. Based on his research, he says that plants only extract the nutrients they need from fertilizers.

“This means that regardless of whether I use an organic fertilizer, a veganic fertilizer, or a mineral nutrient to fertilize my plants, the plant is only going to absorb mineral nutrients,” Flannery said.

Evolutionarily speaking, this makes sense. A plant that absorbs unnecessary or harmful materials will not live long to pass on its genetics. Cannabis is an amazing plant, and only uses what it needs to produce its amazing flowers.

But according to Flannery and my friends in the weed business, veggie-based fertilizers don’t improve the quality of the weed. They actually make it harder to grow and reduce yield sizes.

Synthetic fertilizers are the main problem.  They’re full of heavy metals and other junk plants leave behind after extracting their nutrients.

Organic fertilizer with animal stuff in it is a better option. It leaves behind no junk, upcycles slaughterhouse waste, and gives your plants the nutrients they need.

This type of question is often missing from vegan discussions. People usually stick with moral and emotional arguments. The vegan viewpoint often fails to withstand science and logic.

That said, I believe the vegans provide important skepticism toward conventional food practices. It’s important to question everything we do. Passionate folks in the vegan community do a great job of making us contemplate our food on a deeper level.

The value of virtue

In my experience, though, the vegan diet is not the healthiest option. In a lot of ways, veganism is more about virtue signaling than about taking the best way to fix your health and the environment.

That’s especially the case when people use veganism as a point of differentiation to sell their products. Studies show that modern consumers are attracted to brands that align with their values.

Many vegans are also interested in cannabis and farming. This creates a perfect market niche for vegan weed fertilizer. Signal those virtues and get that money, Mr. Kushman.

We can’t forget how lucky we are to live in a country where we have so many options for marijuana fertilizers. Some people are still out there smoking shitty brick weed while we have this entirely unnecessary debate.

At SnakTak, we always ask whether or not a product or idea will increase global happiness. Vegan weed gets our first neutral rating.

For some people, vegans mostly, this will enhance the cannabis experience. The knowledge that there’s no animal in your Animal Cookies is a huge bonus IF that’s an important value to you.

For most people, though, this one more in a long line of vegan alternatives that are not improved by removing the animal products. I will not make any concerted effort to seek out veganically grown bud.

However, if you grow weed at home and want to ensure 0% cruelty content, here’s a good-looking starter kit from Vegamatrix:

They sell us poison, wrapped in poison

Bottles at a poison factory flying down the production line

Sugary poison beverages like Pepsi are a blight on the modern world.

They sap our energy and destroy our bodies, while getting us deeply addicted. They drive epidemics of childhood obesity, diabetes, and metabolic devastation.

And the vessels for this sugary poison are equally toxic and destructive.

Plastics are cheap and convenient, so we use them everywhere. They’re nearly impossible to avoid.

A plastic-free lifestyle takes such a concentrated effort that most people choose to just turn a blind eye and get on with their lives.

I’m guilty of this. Most of the foods I consume and products I use come in plastic containers. I try to reduce my plastic waste by making bottle bricks, but I still throw some away. Dirtballs come in plant-based plastic, but that’s not a great solution.

Waste management systems let us throw our trash and our worries into a void, removed from our everyday existence. Out of sight, out of mind.

But plastic is toxic. The original plastic was made of phenol and formaldehyde, essentially coal tar and embalming fluid. Poison mixed with poison.

Toxic origins

Leo Hendrick Baekland, the chemist who set this plastic tsunami in motion, was honest about his intentions. He was trying to invent substances that would make him a lot of money.

And I don’t fault him for that. I’m building this business to make money, and I think it’s a perfectly acceptable motivation for innovative chemistry.

As is the case with so many technologies, however, plastic’s inventors had no way of knowing the full consequences of their actions.

But Baekland was a good chemist. He invented a material that suited mass producers’ economic needs extremely well. His invention became the foundation for many corporations’ business models. If Coke only sold their toxic brown syrup in glass bottles, they would not be as profitable.

Toys, cookware, cosmetics, clothing, electronics, and damn near every other type of product all are made of plastic or come shipped in plastic bags.

And there’s zero transparency about what types of plastic they use, what’s in the plastics, and what it costs to produce and dispose of them.

“The industry has no idea what they’re putting in the plastic and who’s putting it in,” said Andrew Turner, a British chemist who recently found toxic chemicals in 40 percent of the black plastic toys, thermoses, cocktail stirrers, and utensils he tested.

Companies like Pepsi and Nestle are doubly guilty. They sell products that pollute our bodies in containers that pollute our planet.

And they make a killing doing it.

What can we do?

It’s easy to say we just need to make different choices as consumers. But big plastic even finds ways to pollute to educate people on recycling.

The American Plastic Bag association recently sponsored a plastic recycling program, while simultaneously lobbying lawmakers to stop plastic bag bans.

One option would be legal action. Given all the destruction they cause, we can just sue the bastards, right?

Well, environmental law is tricky. In our legal system, a human must be able to prove personal harm in order to have a workable case. With our current means, it is almost impossible to prove that you have been personally harmed by the incomprehensible pollution plaguing our planet.

It’s equally hard to prove that a sugary drink is the direct cause of your disease. If you have an overall unhealthy diet, you can’t reasonably say that Pepsi gave you diabetes.

How do you quantify the effects of widespread environmental destruction on an individual?

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A massive mountain of trash we exported to Malaysia so we don’t have to think about it.

How do you measure the sugar industry’s contributions to rampant obesity and disease?

Maybe we can put together a class-action lawsuit on behalf of everyone who’s life is impacted by their poisons.

Maybe in the future we’ll have a government that measures more than simple profit as a measure of economic success.

Maybe we’ll all snap out of our blissful ignorance and demand that everyone do more to save our planet.

Plastic never goes away. It just goes somewhere else. We’re slowly choking the planet, and by extension ourselves, with our dependence on these toxins.

Stop drinking soda

Soda is bad for you, and the bottles it comes in are bad for the environment.

It’s a good move for you and the planet to stop consuming soda.

If we take our dollars away from these companies, maybe that’s the wakeup call they need. The dollar reigns supreme in America.

Drink water instead. Just don’t buy it in plastic bottles.

Write as Rain: Get your hands dirty (and your feet, too)

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A field with some early sprouts on one of Rains WWOOFing farms

“Go pick out something to make for dinner,” our host said to us at the end of each day. Rather than reaching for the handle of the refrigerator, we grabbed a sweater and reached for the handle of the back door.

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Dig those toes in!

Soft, cold dirt squished between our bare toes as we moved through the garden. Our eyes darted around like detectives after a clue. 

We earnestly pushed through the tangle of roots and leaves, checking for signs of ripeness. 

That wild garden grew our dinner, we just had to go find it.

This was a common scenario during any of my WWOOFing experiences. Most of our meals came from the farm where we stayed.

I was born and raised in San Jose, California, a city deeply rooted in agriculture. The massive influx of tech development has paved over much of San Jose’s vast orchards and farmland, though.

I’ve never really known, or put much thought into for that matter, about the food on my plate. It’s just always been something that magically appeared in the grocery store.

“Let me tell you a story.” This, for me, was the sentence that helped reshape my thinking entirely.

I was 18 years old. It was the peak of winter, a winter colder than I had ever before experienced, and I was staying on a family friend’s farm in a small town in British Columbia. The nearest grocery store was a two-hour drive away, so much of the food we ate had either been preserved or was sourced from the farm. 

As we sat down to eat one night, the family reminisced of the time one of their cows had gone missing. Almost a year late, when the memory of the cow was nearly forgotten, a neighbor had found her in a nearby pasture. It sounded like a happy reunion.

The once missing cow, they chuckled, was now butchered, roasted and steaming on our dinner plates.

To my surprise, I was happy about it rather than horrified. The meat sitting on my plate looked and tasted better than anything I’d seen before. Farm to table was such a foreign concept back then. I barely ever thought about it.

I suddenly felt detached from food as I had forever known it as I didn’t really know where any of my food had come from prior. I decided that I wanted to familiarize myself more with this concept. I decided to go WWOOFing.

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The author (right) enjoying some fresh greens

“Here, this was in my way,” my host said as casually as anything. “You guys can have it.”

He handed over a plant as tall as me. “What is it?,” I asked timidly, knowing I should have probably recognized it. “Arugula,” he answered.

This blew my mind. I eat arugula all the time, but how could something so commonplace look so foreign?

We cheerfully walked down to our kitchen, arugula bush in hand, and began plucking away at the stems, pulling it apart leaf by leaf. By the time we were done, we had enough leaves to make salads for *literal* days. 

When I first learned of WWOOFing, I believed I was incapable of working on a farm. I’ve always loved getting my hands dirty, but I hadn’t the first clue about growing food! 

Permaculture, bio-dynamics, horticulture– these were all terms thrown around on the WWOOFing websites I researched, but I had never heard of them. Self-doubt crept in and I questioned whether I was even qualified to volunteer.

But I managed to muffle the self-doubt and registered.

“Don’t worry about being too gentle,” one of my hosts assured me as I delicately placed a seedling into the rich soil, “plants want to grow and they will if you let them.”

Since then I’ve WWOOFed at five farms around the world; in different climates and following different practices. I’m still in no way a professional agriculturalist, but I’ve come away from each experience with more knowledge and skills.

Picking my own dinner helped me understand the farm to table process and develop a deep appreciation for those involved in agriculture in its many forms.

This type of sustainability isn’t limited to WWOOFing. Make a compost bin, start an herb garden, shop at the local farmer’s market. However limited or unlimited your growing experience may be, just start somewhere– the “I can do it” feeling is absolutely magical.

Bulletproof your brain

Coffee is the world’s favorite drug, and we keep finding ways to make it better.

The latest caffeination innovation: Bulletproof coffee!

(sidenote: apparently caffeination isn’t in the dictionary 😧 that’s startling news)

Bulletproof coffee is any coffee drink mixed with fat that helps you metabolize the caffeine better. I first discovered it around 2016 in an article about putting butter in your coffee.

The entire bulletproof trend is Dave Asprey’s creation. Asprey is a silicon valley entrepreneur who has become a scion of biohacking and a keto evangelist.

He allegedly biohacked his way out of obesity and brain fog. It’s hard to argue against his results now that he seems to be extremely healthy and energetic.

I was skeptical about bulletproof at first, even after I explored the science of it. Putting butter in your coffee just sounds weird.

There is a lot of skepticism about bulletproof’s health benefits, and about keto diets in general. This is normal. Some people are predisposed to skepticism, and not everyone will benefit from a keto lifestyle.

Skeptics be damned

I’m entirely sold, though. As I write this, I’m drinking coffee with Bulletproof’s Brain Octane Oil in it. The caffeine boost I feel is more level, and I don’t feel as hungry as I normally do.

I started putting regular old coconut oil in my coffee recently, both for the flavor and the bulletproof benefits.

Dave Asprey will tell you that regular coconut oil isn’t good enough. He has a direct financial stake in you specifically buying his products.

A lot of folks report experiencing the same benefits by buying cheaper products. And I’m always one for saving a buck. It’s why I buy store-brand yogurt instead of the local organic probiotic brand.


Asprey is an entrepreneur and an extremely savvy marketer. And after my rigorous BS inspection, I’d give him and his business a B+/A- on thruthiness.

His claims about mycotoxins in normal coffee are exaggerated at best and lies at worst.

But here’s the thing: I don’t care about that!

If I had the money I would be buying bulletproof coffee all day and virtue-signaling my extremely healthy lifestyle to everyone all the time!!!!! That’s what it’s about, people!

I could buy a cheaper MCT oil, just like I could buy a cheaper knockoff android smartphone. But I’m not going to do that. I want an iPhone and bulletproof branded products so everyone can tell instantly how affluent and healthy I am.

(Oddly enough, bulletproof is more expensive when you buy it in bulk. On amazon the 3 oz. container is 0.47/oz while the 32 oz is 1.53/oz. Weird.)

Bulletproof’s worst-case scenario is that it’s all an expensive placebo. I’m completely fine with that.

There’s a substantial body of research that demonstrates placebos work, even when we know they’re placebos!

Our brains are superpowered adaptation machines. By giving ourselves some sort of miracle substance we actually prime our brains to improve our health. In the case of Bulletproof coffee, drinking this buttery concoction might just make you think you’re reducing hunger, improving performance, and becoming a superhero.

That actually might be the secret of biohacking and nootropics. You create a framework in your life to drive confirmation bias that the things you’re doing really improve your health and performance.

I always go back to crystal healing when discussing placebos. I know that there is no real tangible impact that crystals have on my health.

However,I always feel better after I go through the process of researching a crystal’s metaphysical benefits and buy that crystal. Amethyst helps me get in a thoughtful state, rose quartz makes me feel loved, and moss agate helps my plants grow faster.

While you debate whether or not this stuff works, I’ll be over here sipping bulletproof mochas and examining my new carnelian spheres.

Write as Rain: Eating well on a road trip

Hundreds of kilometers had passed under our tires since our last meal. As our little red truck zoomed through the trees toward our rest spot for the evening, I placed my hand over my growling stomach to let it know I’d ease its emptiness as soon as I could.

My boyfriend and I were somewhere in British Columbia. It was right after graduation so we were embarking on a road trip with no real time limit and no real plans; we had nowhere to be and everywhere to go. All we wanted was to fully experience the western side of the country as best and affordably as we could.

Our trip became a month-long adventure and our 1998 Ford Explorer became not only our mode of transportation, but our home and kitchen.

Most road trips are synonymous with junk food and other unhealthy eating habits, but eating goes beyond merely satisfying a growling stomach. Yes, food is a necessity, but also dictates your mental and physical state every day. As they say, ‘you are what you eat.’

The National Institutes of Health states that eating healthy not only decreases one’s chances of developing conditions related to poor physical health, but can also improve one’s mental wellbeing by helping increase energy, manage stress and bolster an overall better mood and body image.

During our trip, both my boyfriend and I found this to be true. Most days we maintained a healthy diet, but on the days where we indulged our junk food cravings, I remember feeling less willing to rise and shine and more willing to chill in our makeshift bed.

David Katz, M.D., a nutrition specialist, suggests sticking with foods ‘close to nature.’ This, he explains, means eating foods containing one-word ingredients, such as almonds, lentils and spinach. The longer the list of manufactured ingredients in your food, he warns, the greater the chance for ‘manufactured mischief.’

This is an idea we held on to while on the road 24/7. Now, I’m no expert, but I’d like to think that I make mostly smart choices when it comes to feeding my body and this didn’t halt while on the road.

I’m a longtime vegetarian and my boyfriend is a former butcher shop employee and part time hunter. Although my boyfriend tends to follow my vegetarian diet when we cook together, he’d much prefer a boar or deer he bagged with a nice side of potatoes.

Our trip, we knew, was going to require substantial physical energy if we wanted to “opt outside” and experience the country to its fullest potential, so we had to ensure both the healthy and the hearty when it came to our regular meals.

I’d say we nailed it by the end of our trip! (Although there’s always room for improvement of course.) We’ve learned eating healthy doesn’t have to be tasteless or expensive. Our favorite easy meals became peanut butter banana sandwiches on whole grain bread for breakfast, grilled cheese and lentil soup for lunch, cheesy black bean burritos with hummus & veggies and egg-drop soup for dinner, packed with noodles, egg, tofu, spinach and mushrooms (and hot sauce when you’re feeling spicy).

A “helpful tip” I’ve found while on the road is that easily accessible food preparation actually helps encourage food preparation rather than ordering takeout. On every extended road trip my boyfriend and I have taken, we’ve packed what we call our “kitchen box,” which includes all the tools we need to create somewhat of a mobile kitchen for ourselves

Our kitchen box includes a pot and pan, spatula, can opener, a good knife, silverware, dishes, sponge, biodegradable soap, paper towels and napkins (which we always make sure to replenish when we opt for a fast food restaurant) and my parents’ old Coleman stove.

These things make preparing food in the great outdoors a little more simple (even when the weather is dreary and eating inside the car is the only option).

My advice for road trip dining? Take the time to listen to your body’s needs. Feed it the fuel it needs to live a quality lifestyle but also don’t always deprive it of its fast food cravings (sometimes that stuff is good for your soul). And have fun with your food; get creative and don’t be afraid to seek out the discount section at the supermarket– it not only saves you money but can help inspire creativity when obscure ingredients make their way into your cart.

Write as Rain: The hunter and the avocado, A story of love 💚

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Rain and Rick enjoy a meal together on their cross-country adventure

They say opposites attract. For my boyfriend Rick and me, that couldn’t be more true — especially during meal time.

Once upon a time, Rick and I had the same tastes; We both liked pepperonis on our pizzas and ketchup on our burgers. At the time, it’s as if the aroma of cooking meat brought about a primal instinct within me; at the very whiff, hunger could instantly be triggered.

Rick and I have been together for nearly eight years but about a year into our relationship, I became a vegetarian.

My reasons for restricting my diet, however, were not because of a sudden distaste for meat. Rather, it was a distaste for the meat industry.

When I was 20 years old, I watched Food Inc., a documentary that focuses on major corporations’ role in the American food industry. It opened my eyes to the brutal truths about our food.

Camera crews followed a Perdue chicken farmer into a dimly lit structure. Inside were hundreds of thousands of unhealthy and overweight hens. “This isn’t farming,” she said, suited in a protective face mask as she looked out toward the sea of hens that would soon be slaughtered, packaged and placed on the shelves of our supermarket. “This is just mass production, like an assembly line in a factory.”

From that moment in the film, my sense of urgency grew; Tears filled my eyes while disgust and outrage flooded my entire body. I knew I had to change something. I quit eating meat cold turkey.

Thus, Rick and my journey began. Rick, a hunter and proud meat eater and I, a new vegetarian, had to learn to tolerate one another during mealtime.

When it all began, thin strands of pasta smothered in red sauce and a simple side salad often graced the plates of our shared meals.We both liked it, it was easy and cheap to make and, best of all, it was vegetarian.

It quickly became clear, however, that we would have to do better than throwing together some pasta and romaine and calling it dinner.

When I cooked for just myself, I progressively became more creative. I dabbled with tofu, quinoa and a variety of other veggies and fruits I had never considered eating before. But more often than not, Rick turned his nose up at the idea of eating these “weird” foods.

It’s not that he didn’t like the new ingredients, they were just unfamiliar. The dramatic aromas that wafted off my creations seemed to always seemed to win him over eventually, though.

Vegetarian meals Rain Rick couples cooking

Thus, our journey progressed.

“Oooh, what’s that?” Rick would ask charmingly, hoping I’d offer him up a bite. I’d go on to describe all the “weird” ingredients I’d included but, all of a sudden, they no longer seemed so weird to him.

Embarking on this veggie voyage has been a constant learning experience for both Rick and myself. For me, the decision to go vegetarian seemed obvious; I knew I wanted to change my impact on the world and this decision seemed like the most immediately accessible. Rick, on the other hand, wasn’t so convinced.

Rick’s been hunting game since he was 16 years old. He’s harvested everything from wild boar, and deer to turkey and duck. I’ve often heard the argument “if you eat animals, you don’t love animals.” I used to agree but after talking with Rick and learning more about his experience with hunting, that just didn’t seem to be true.

“To me, hunting is not all about harvesting the trophy animal everyone wants,” Rick explained to me. “It’s about taking an animal from the land and being grateful for the meat it has provided.”

“A good majority of all savvy hunters always keep conservation in mind,” he continued. “Although it would be great to take down the biggest and largest-racked buck we find, we sometimes will pass on it to ensure that his good genes are passed on to future generations, so more deer like him will be produced.”

It’s this idea that’s given me an exception to my vegetarianism. While it’s not often, I feel completely comfortable eating the meat Rick has brought back from a hunting trip because it was not raised on a factory farm.

Now, when we cook together at home, Rick always follows my vegetarian preferences. Although he hasn’t chosen to become a full-blown vegetarian himself, he understands and respects my decision to do so.

It’s been six years and, we’ve come a long way since our red spaghetti days! Cooking together has become an adventure.

Rick takes pride in showing off the new flavor combos we’ve come up with together. This simple diet change has taught us to accept each other’s values even when they may not directly reflect our own.

And with that, the vegetarian and the hunter continue to live happily ever after.

I chose to stop eating meat products and, as a result, I’ve gotten one step closer to becoming ‘the change I wish to see in the world.’ This simple change is just a step in the right direction, for me, to help make the world a better place as I see it. Any change can be impactful, no matter how insignificant it may seem.



Here are some of our favorite veggie meals that we think you’ll love too:

-Baked sweet potato dressed in coconut oil, stuffed with sauteed spinach, walnuts and cranberries

-Sauteed mushroom, spinach and yellow onion sandwiches mixed with baked squash on sliced sourdough bread with vegan garlic mayo and avocado

-Cream sauce pasta (hoping to one day find a good vegan substitute for the cream) pretty much mixed with any kind of sauteed veggies that tickles your fancy. We like mushrooms, squash, zucchini, broccoli olive, tomato and yellow onion. (You definitely need a big pan and a big appetite for this one!) Add some ground ginger and turmeric, or keep it a little more traditional with rosemary and some basil (fresh if you can!).

-Tofu stir-fry, with mixed veggies and rice (and kidney beans if you want!)

and some “Family-favorite” recipes from Rick’s successful hunting trips:

-”Wild pig tacos”: Sauteed green peppers, onions and tomatoes, blanketed with cheese, wrapped in a corn or flour tortilla

-”Deer cheeseburgers”: According to my dad, “just like a regular cheeseburger, but with (ground) deer meat instead of beef.”

-Venison and boar jalapeno smoked cheddar sausages

-Venison steak marinated in teriyaki sauce

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