I’ve got a big bag of brewers yeast left over from the lactation cookies. I use to eat brewers yeast a lot in the 90’s, when I was first vegan but now I don’t really know what to do with it. I don’t even remember how I use to eat it. My roommate thought the smell was revolting, she’d get all shifty and grumpy when the bag came out of the cupboard. She had a delicate olfactory.
I owned one cookbook back then called ‘Vegan Delights’ by Jean Marie Martin. She must have suggested adding brewers yeast to food. I don’t have that cook book anymore. A lot of the recipes were complicated & gluten free, with none of the ingredients available where I was living. I’m hesitant to say – without having a retrospective look at it – that it was a terrible cook book, at least in terms of making vegan food easy and accessible.
Unlike, Sarah Kramer & Tanya Barnard’s classic ‘How It All Vegan’. I wish I’d had that book instead. Luka misses the squirrels out on the farm. Shaking their fuzzy tails at her, chittering madly, throwing pine cones at us. She never caught one – thankfully – but would, ears up, tail wagging, pant and gaze at them in the trees. Now at least she can have a little munch. These are the Cornmeal Crunchies Dog Biscuits – which call for brewers yeast – from that old school, ass kicking book.
I do have to say the squirrels on the farm are a bunch of assholes. Gangsters of the forest. They’d take over cabins and fight relentlessly over territory. Incessant pine cones hitting tin roofs, ceaseless high pitch shrilling, it gets old really fast.
The first few days at the start of the run I thought I was losing my mind – I sort of was, thanks insomnia! I would preset three red delicious apples in a top hat backstage. Then, just before the show, Joey the Circus Clown, comes running up to me in his huge shoes, panicked he was missing one of his juggling apples. Apples he needed so, Mr Pugs,The Shaved Monkey, could steal one and bite Joey in the leg – it was an important prop in terms of Joey and Mr. Pug’s character arc. I was certain I had put three in the hat but ran off to get another. It happened again the next night. On the third day, I went up to site a little earlier and caught a god damn little chipmunk perched on the rim of the top hat with a big bite taken out of one of the apples.
After that it was war. The chipmunk would run all over the set and through the bleacher seating. I kept the apples on lock down, handing off to Joey just before he went on stage. I’d look behind me and it would be sitting on the fence, watching me.The cast thought it was pretty funny that, I the vegan, was basically getting a middle finger, from a tiny chipmunk. I’m amazed it was able to carry off an apple twice, three times it’s size. Or maybe it’s little buddies came along, heaved it out of the top hat and rolled it off into the forest… guess I’ll never know.