now, i am not what you would call vegan or vegetarian. but my dear friend bec is, so you could say i’m a vegan sympathiser. you may remember bec from my vegan bolognese post- not only is she a vegan but she is also celiac. “no animal products or gluten?” you say. i know, those are my favourite food groups too.
despite not being nutritionally impaired (i believe this is the pc term for it), i do often enjoy a bec-friendly meal, but what i enjoy more is dining at a restaurant where she has more options than a) the garden salad, hold the dressing or b) the fries, though the latter is often a desirable meal.
with this in mind, and considering we were on her home turf (a city scattered with uber healthy options, and scientology “churches” incidentally) we went to a vegan restaurant called cru, which is not only also gluten-free but raw as well. all forms of dietary concerns quashed in an instant! cru is located in silver lake, along with several other cool food spots and a fedora-load of hipsters, as it turns out.

we started our meal with the tomato & basil bruschetta. considering it was not technically “cooked” and had no gluten, it was an excellent bruschetta. how refreshing!

of course, the joy of our delectable appetiser was to be hampered upon the arrival of our main meals. you see, when at least 75% of your diet consists of very starchy carbohydrates (as mine does) your appetite is distorted so greatly that no meal will satisfy you unless it has real bread/pasta/potatoes. get where i’m going? it’s really sad/worrisome for your health. so unfortunately, while joe king’s (see previous post) taco salad was delicious….

and my vegetable “curry” was positively flavourful, t’was sadly not enough for us. which is why, after dinner we went to a pub and i (shamefully) devoured this:

no, i’m not proud that i needed to eat a giant plate of pasta after a lovely, fresh vegan meal, but that’s what happened, okay? please note, this anecdote offers no indication of the quality of cru’s food, which is delicious, rather a troubling insight into my dietary behaviours.
scary. oh well, on to the next restaurant!