Oops! I totally meant to post this last Wednesday and actually have a post on Friday, too, but life happens, ya know? I was in a wedding on Friday, which put the bachelorette party on Wednesday and the rehearsal on Thursday – couple that with the fact that I let pretty much everyone from out of town stay at my house, and you can see I had a stressful few days, despite having an extra long weekend. So, forgive my absence? I promise it will only happen sometimes.
Lately, Josh and I have been making a list of meaty foods I don’t remember ever having eaten. Because I stopped eating meat at 11, I never got around to trying a lot of the more grown up foods. Plus, it’s just been so long that even if I had, there’s no way I’d remember. For some reason, a few of these items make Josh very, very sad. On the top of that list? Pulled pork.
Frankly, pulled pork has had a weird allure for me that most meat doesn’t have, because it’s cooked for forever in BBQ sauce. I professed my love of BBQ sauce last week, so it should be no surprise that I’m using my homemade sauce on pretty much everything. I wasn’t about to start eating adorable piggies because I love BBQ sauce, so I did what any veggie loving vegetarian would do – I shredded a huge pile of veggies, cooked them in my favorite sauce, and made the most delicious sandwich ever.