Today I ate the most vegan hipster snack possible

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What in the goddess's name have I eaten? 

I can't eat dairy anymore. As a vegetarian I had relied on dairy to fill in the blanks so to speak. Now that my dairy sensitivity has gone full blown as my autoimmune system attacks me daily, I'm trying vegan offerings from the grocery store. 

This week I ordered Gardein Bratwurst which are sold four in a pack. Earlier in the week I split one with Lance and we had two small sandwiches on garlic naan. It was tasty but the prep process was more time consuming that I expected from what I'd deem store bought fast food. You know what I mean. That wicked, bad for you selection chosen for quick fatty satisfaction. Unfortunately this also required stove top, oil popping heat for several minutes. Ouch!

As someone who cooks the majority (90%) of our family's food from scratch and tries to avoid over processed food as much as possible, these treats are rare but so very tasty. There's nothing like fat, salt, and sugar to reactivate bad food habits. But JFC, these brats are wicked good treats to indulge in. Still though, I won't buy these again as I can buy four pounds of dried beans (36 servings) for less than the cost of four brats.

Left with three of the brats I decided to use up some canned beans I had saved in the emergency larder. (Time to check your expiry dates, fellow preppers!) I sautéed an onion and minced garlic, added drained beans, then black pepper and a vegetable bouillon cube and a bit of water. Slicing up the brats I realized just how much I had on hand and set aside a half brat for a mid afternoon snack. The other brats really bulked up the pinto beans nicely and it was served atop basmati rice.

Stressed at having lost all my puzzle stats after a cock up dealing with a social media site, and also troubled by a lengthy process of reactivating online services due to cleared cache prompts, I was pissed about wasting a couple of hours and I needed a drink. Besides, my BP was too high, I was in serious pain from the fucking inflammatory overresponse. The last time I felt this pissed I walked out of a business and never went back. And that's exactly what I did this time. 

I wanted a drink. I was out of tonic water so my go-to G&Ts were right out. Lacking other preferred mixers and unable to physically stand up to create a simple syrup, I reached for the gift basket and a canned whiskey. These are items I set aside for quick gifts and party favors. 

For my afternoon destresser snack and drink I had the vegan brat slices and a mini can of a Skrewball Peanut Butter Whiskey. Yes, canned whiskey with what looked like pressed peanut sweepings. It wasn't too bad and it did the job. Less stress. Salt fix with a bad but wickedly tasty treat. Truly my most vegan hipster snack ever.