tales of a veg

one morning, some time ago,

i awoke.

groggy and likely muttering french verb conjugations.

(it never ends)

i stretched,

placed my feet on the floor

and had a revelation.

i need a veggie smokey.

with sauerkraut.

and onions

and mustard

and a bun.

i managed to suppress this craving

even though i thought of it everyday for months.

every day.

behold.

a photo i like to refer to as: veg woman vs veg smokey

the veg smokey.

with all of the above ingredients.

i may have gone to one too many grocery stores to find it.

but i found it.

and i devoured it.