So this is the day that I violated my veganism, unintentionally.
It took 2 busses and 2 hours to arrive in Sherman Oaks, and I was still about an hour and a half late for dinner. And I got a ride from Sherman Oaks to Encino, so imagine if I had had to make that last connection?! Anyway, as you might imagine, my hunger was piqued by the time I was greeted at the Ackerman homestead for a lavish table of Sukkot fixins. I had warned in advance that I was coming as a recent vegan and brought my ever-popular raw kale salad as an olive branch of sorts. Emily, whose boyfriend is a vegetarian, made us some really yummy chickpea stew. I ate that, and then helped myself to the other vegetable delights on the table, including a curiously fluffy carrot puree. I asked Em’s mom if it was vegan and she said yes, or at least I think she did… I started eating it and my palate confirmed otherwise: eggs. Yummy, fluffy, too-sweet-but-that’s-ok-cos-I-like sweet-vegetables, carrot puree. But when I asked Dr. Ackerman again she said, Ya, they have eggs. Maybe she was too caught up in the hustle and bustle of hostessing to hear correctly, maybe she thought I was referring to another dish, or maybe I just thought I asked and hadn’t, which is not unlikely. Point being, I ate something with eggs. Which sucks, but I know it’s pointless to beat myself up over it, so there. Sukkot was delicious and awesome and I love being an honorary Jew.