Now…I’m not really a sweets person.
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE food, and I get so excited by doughnuts that I just stay away from them altogether–in fact, the last time I ate a doughnut was thirteen years ago in Vegas!
I just have more of a savoury tooth than a sweet tooth.
From time to time, however, I get a bit of a craving for a sweet, so I appreciate receiving recipes for WFPB treats. This morning, my darling Annie sent me a link for a chocolate hummus that she said was delicious, so I decided to give it a try.
The original link can be found here, but I added a few things–cashews, beets, almond milk, dates–in an effort to make it more pudding-like and less hummus-like.
It’s very nice–not as smooth and rich as a pudding, but it does hit the sweet spot!
Vegan Chocolate Pudding
- 1 can black beans, drained and rinsed well
- 1 cooked beet, peeled and cut into quarters
- 1/4 cup cashews
- 1/4 cup almond milk
- 1/4 cup water
- 6 medjool dates
- 4 TBS cocoa powder
- 2 TBS maple syrup
- 1 tsp vanilla
Throw it all in the Vitamix and blend like hell-O!
Chill for a couple of hours and serve with a dollop of sweet cashew cream or aqua faba whipped cream!
I also made a rather delicious wrap today with one of my sweet-potato/sprouted-flour tortillas. It’s based on a post-workout wrap I used to get at the mall where my gym was located.
First, roll out and cook a sweet potato tortilla.
Next, spread it with a thick version of this peanut sauce (don’t add any water!).
Top that with a good schmear of salsa and some brown basmati rice.
Add some chopped carrots, halved cherry tomatoes, and chopped romaine or cabbage.
And roll that sucker up! Delicious!!
And look at the cute little cherry tomatoes I plucked from my garden this morning. Those plants are still producing tons of tomatoes!
And the song of the day is Paul Simon’s “America” because I’m still on a Paul Simon jag and I think this song is just brilliant:
And here’s another from the same concert–“The Boxer”–because James just pointed out to me a cute little moment in the video where Art Garfunkel messes up and starts early and Paul Simon glances over at him and corrects the error. It’s at about the 35-second mark.
And then, of course, James and I had to have an argument over whether the song was based on Hemingway’s story “The Battler” (it’s not) or whether it’s about the boxer, Hurricane Carter (it’s not–I was mixing it up with a Dylan song).
So we were both wrong.