Vegan Breakfast > Everything Else

To start this week off right, I'm going to share my latest breakfast creation. I'm calling it the Apple Sage Scramble. In order to have a successful product, wake your ass up with a cup or two of some nice coffee so you can pay attention to what you're doing.

Prep Time: 10 Minutes
Cook Time: 10-15 Minutes
Serves 2 Starving people, or 3 mildly hungry people.

Ingredients:

- 1 or 2 Apple Sage Sausages (chopped)
- 3 Mushrooms (chopped)
- 1/2 Yellow Onion (sliced)
- 1/2 Bell Pepper (sliced)
- 1/4 cube Firm Tofu
- 3/4 c of Broccoli (chopped)
- 2 T of Soy Bleu Cheese (chopped)
- 1 Tomato
- 1 Avocado
- 1/4 c Green Onion (chopped to garnish)
- Sea Salt & Crushed Black Pepper to taste
- Tofutti Sour Cream & Sriracha Cock Sauce (optional, but recommended for full effect)

Pour a little olive oil into a saucepan and heat on high for a minute or two (we're going to flash cook as much as we can). Squish the tofu with a fork so it looks mushy like scrambled eggs and add to saucepan. I like to add the salt and pepper with the tofu so it's absorbed immediately. Once the tofu begins to brown ever-so-slightly, add the mushrooms, onions and the apple sage sausages. Allow them to soften a little bit then reduce heat to medium high and add the bleu cheese. Remember to stir constantly, the pan is wicked hot and you don't want any black on your food. I prefer to add the broccoli and pepper last so that you can still get a mild crunch when its all said and done. Allow everything to cook together for a minute on Medium heat so that you can chop up that tomato, avo, and green onion.

Now serve in a bowl with sour cream, cock sauce, tomato, avocado and green onion on top...or if your really trying to get down serve in a large tortilla for the best vegan breakfast burritos you'll ever have.

she's getting so big..

Midtown's Parks complete me.

Wednesday afternoon Glenn, Travis and I decided to utilize the sunny skies and take a ride out to McKinley park (Alhambra and H st.) for some good olde fashioned basketball. Little did we know, the beer, lack of legitimate cardio exercise and our decline of basic hand eye coordination over the years would soon whoop our asses with little to no embarrassment (depending on who you're talking to). Although we were pooped out of our brains after our first round of 21, we managed to muster up the balls to continue our blood, guts and glory rampage after Charlie, Pat and Justin met up. In my opinion, we were a pathetic bunch; six sweaty ass tattooed white boys, no socks, slip-ons getting loud on the court and no on is hitting anything but air and occasional rim. About an hour into it we actually looked like we knew what we were doing, better ball control and respectable shots left and right.



Perhaps next week we'll actually bring some water instead of a 12-pk of the "All Hydrating" Redhook ESB Ale. Fucking idiots.


On a side note, the lady and I took a day trip to Downtown San Jose for a tattoo appointment I booked with Matt Shamah at Analog Tattoo six months ago. He drilled me for about three and a half hours, and i have to say it really wasn't that bad at all. the best part is, it's already flaking clean off, no scabbies!




In my opinion, this shop has some of the best artists in Northern California if not the west coast. If you're looking to get tattooed, check it out... you get what you pay for.

...More Like Whack-Ass Urban Eats...

For those of you that know and perhaps eat in the midtown area, I have some disturbing news for you... Yours truly will no longer be tossing your salads, making your delicious garlic fries or allowing vegans to get a legit meal at a place that should (but doesn't) cater to your dieting needs. That's right Jack's Urban Eats cut my homie and I loose after 3 years service on account of stealing beer from the fridge... or so I'm told. We've always had permission to have a beer after a shift, but apparently permission isn't enough these days and apparently a warning/ write-up was far beyond question. 86-ed. done. No mas. Personally I can't respect a business who fires people based on word of mouth, simply fucked up. On top of that, can we all just think about this one real quick? What the fuck is so urban about Jack's Urban Eats? Have you seen the inside? Or that lame mural on the side of the building?


The fucking menu? Turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy with a side of cranberry and a diet coke? Urban? Try elderly. If you go there, stop. Support a local restaurant that supports it's city, not obesity and ignorance.

On the positive side of things, Cinco De Mayo wasn't a complete failure. Turns out the unemployment insurance application is quick and easy to use. And if you walk into a business looking for a job, having a resume in your hands makes you as good as gold. You'll be seeing me around real quick on the rebound.

Later on i dropped by my boy Daniel's house for a little screen printing op.


Brandon and Daniel are going to The Smell in downtown Los Angeles this weekend to sell some art at the Mika Miko record release show.


Two freshly built screens, "so tight you could bounce a nickel off of it"... And it's all thanks to Mary Jane, she's always so supportive.


Final Word: Anyone who is currently unemployed, keep your chin up. Pouting won't get you anywhere, but a flawless resume and some confident personality will.

A little bit of missing blood and bone fragment never killed anyone...

This is my dad shortly after a fielding attempt in one of his softball games...



Perhaps grown ass men shouldn't be using aluminum bats in a sport where the pitcher gently lofts the ball nice and high for the guy at the plate to crush into oblivion.

Just say'n.