Rachel in Veganland

tattooed vegan blogger and cat/rabbit mom, queer, feminist pin up

~art historian~

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While I still consider myself to be on blogging sabbatical, these are just a few photos I wanted to…

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While I still consider myself to be on blogging sabbatical, these are just a few photos I wanted to share with all of you in a brief post. Couldn’t help but checking in and posting a few shots of my new home. Hopefully soon I’ll be able to post pictures of my newly decorated flat.

After a nearly 10 hour drive, I arrived in my new home of Tallahassee, Florida on Friday afternoon. After…

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We’re here! We’re queer! We don’t want any more driving! #gatonegro #gatodiablo

"Do you know how to whistle, Slim?"                                        "It’s easy. Put your lips together and blow."                                       The news of robin Williams’s passing made me sad, the news of Lauren Bacall has brought tears to my eyes. I learned how to make a come on by watching To Have and Have Not, and I’ll never forget the sound of that rich gravelly voice coyly flirting with Humphrey Bogart. I don’t believe in an afterlife, but I know that somewhere—encapsulated by time and space there she is, leaning against a piano and singing to Bogie. Rest well, pale goddess, a star has gone out in my life knowing that you’re gone.

"Do you know how to whistle, Slim?" "It’s easy. Put your lips together and blow." The news of robin Williams’s passing made me sad, the news of Lauren Bacall has brought tears to my eyes. I learned how to make a come on by watching To Have and Have Not, and I’ll never forget the sound of that rich gravelly voice coyly flirting with Humphrey Bogart. I don’t believe in an afterlife, but I know that somewhere—encapsulated by time and space there she is, leaning against a piano and singing to Bogie. Rest well, pale goddess, a star has gone out in my life knowing that you’re gone.

IN TRANSIT: ANNUAL SABBATICAL

IN TRANSIT: ANNUAL SABBATICAL

IMG_2190August always seems to be a time of transition for me. Last year, my first major relationship ended and things really changed here on the blog. This year, they’re changing again.

As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been accepted into a Master’s program at Florida State University for Art History. On Friday, I’ll pack up my little fanged demon and will make the drive to my new home. It’s for this…

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SOUTHERN DECAY: V

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V: ENO RIVER

Walking through the woods at the Eno River state park, in the deathly heat of midday was surprisingly exhilarating. We caught a crayfish, saw a blue heron and a foul little black snake with a speckley white snout. I found the empty shell of another crayfish’s claw submerged in the water while sitting on a rock in the middle of the river. Rivers. River culture. I have always had…

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SOUTHERN DECAY IV

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IV: OUT OF CHILDHOOD, INTO DUST

My mother’s hand on my baby book is an image that I will keep with me for a long time. It represents the roots from which I came, the trees to my apple. There’s something so Southern about this type of reliquary divination that I haven’t seen in other parts of the world. The idea of cataloguing, of preserving everything from food to the dead is a practice…

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Vegan Paella

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There are no words. None. This dish was incredible, and making it was just as fun as consuming it at a recent potluck I hosted for framily. In these dying days of summer I am soaking up all I can of Carrboro and my North Carolina friends. What better way than through delicious vegan food like this?

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Vegan Paella

3 cups jasmine rice, cooked in your favorite (or homemade) veggie broth and a pinch…

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