Vortex Doughnuts | VeganMoFo 2019 Day Twenty-Six

It is a non-negotiable: When vegan doughnuts are available, one must consume said doughnuts. We followed this very edict this morning on our way out of Asheville. Our fried dough purveyor of choice? Vortex Doughnuts.

Don’t let the oddly negative reviews on HappyCow fool you: Vortex has plenty of vegan options, and not just of the cake variety. We found eight (8!) yeasted varieties on offer this morning, all of them looking fresh and delicious. I opted for a glazed apple fritter, which was bursting with pieces of apple and a nice sweet glaze. If I had one critique, it would be that the dough was just the tiniest bit dense, but that might’ve been thanks to all those lovely apple bits. Steven opted for a blueberry- and lemon-glazed doughnut and pronounced it “really good,” with a pleasant tang. (His coffee — the light roast — was less than stellar, but my dark roast was perfectly pleasant.)

We weren’t heading out of North Carolina straight away, however: We were stopping at the ASPCA’s Behavioral Rehabilitation Center in Weaverville, where a friend and former coworker now works! Sarah gave us a wonderful, comprehensive tour of this lifesaving, life-changing facility, which is really one of a kind. Trained behaviorists used time-tested protocols to help prepare fearful dogs from horrific situations  — fighting rings, hoarding, puppy mills — for adoption. The idea is to gather data, fine-tune the protocols, and share them with shelters around the country so they can develop their own programs. It’s really amazing work, and I loved hearing about it.

Of course, we couldn’t show up empty-handed! Sarah is also vegan, so we brought a half-dozen doughnuts for her to share with coworkers and her husband. I wish I could remember all the varieties we selected, but we were slightly rushed in the morning and I didn’t snap a photo of the doughnut case. I know there was an espresso-glazed, a chocolate-glazed, one with cinnamon and sugar… something with vanilla… an unglazed apple fritter… and some others. :) All fabulous, I’m sure!

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Beer Snacks! | VeganMoFo 2019 Day Twenty-Five

Hello from Asheville, North Carolina! We’re here for the weekend and having a fantastic time in this dog-friendly, vegan-friendly city. I’ll have all sorts of exciting food to talk about when I’m back, but for now, how about some simple bar snacks?!

During our first full day in Asheville, we paid a visit to the Wicked Weed Brewpub, a sprawling establishment with a restaurant, beer garden, bottle shop, and on-premises brewery. Something for everyone! We were there around 2:30 p.m. and had 7 p.m. dinner reservations elsewhere, so we decided a liquid lunch was ideal. :) We headed down to the basement-level outdoor beer garden, found a few empty spots at a table, and perused the menu.

I’m a fan of sour beers, so I had the Sandiaca (barrel-aged in gin barrels with watermelon and basil) and the Floresca (tequila barrel-aged with peaches and pink sea salt). While they were both tasty, I really enjoyed the former. I can drink those juicy sours all day long! (Though that might not be a smart move: The Sandiaca was 9% ABV!) Steven stuck to a pilsner and a grapefruit radler, but we both enjoyed some simple salty bar snacks on the side: marinated olives and boiled peanuts.

I’ve never had boiled peanuts (a Southern mainstay, apparently) before but really enjoyed them… until we found an unsavory, unmentionable, un-foodlike bit of detritus in our bowl of peanuts. Y’all. It was nasty. I won’t go into details, and you should thank me for that. I’m not one to complain about food at restaurants, but I did tell a staff member about this particular issue. After one look, he rushed our bowl away, and we looked on as he showed multiple other staffers, who were all equally horrified. We got the peanuts taken off our menu and got a round on the house, so all’s well that end’s well. Top-notch customer service wins the day!

Unfortunately, I think I’m put off boiled peanuts for the foreseeable future. Although our little bit of extra disgustingness probably came from their kitchen and not the peanuts, I’ve now got a strong visceral, visual association between it and boiled peanuts. And here I was, thinking I’d found a new favorite snack. Alas.