Hellooo Vegan MoFo 2014! During September, bloggers around the world will be sharing their creations and experiences based on a theme of their choosing. Any theme, so long as the food is completely vegan. My theme, which I decided on in a moment of hand wringing despair, is Will My Kids Eat It? See, I’ve spoken a bit before about my super picky-eaters family. I’m dealing with sensitivities related to the texture, smell and appearance of foods and what my children eat is pretty limited. I’m desperate to change that and what better time to get all experimenty than MoFo? I know there’s a healthy recipe out there somewhere my family will eat. If the gods are kind, that recipe will be a one pot meal.
Let it not be said I lack ambition when it comes to getting my picky eaters (that includes Husband) to try new things. Unfortunately those new things end up being my leftovers for the next few days, because nobody else will touch them. This sucks when you hate leftovers after day two.
So ambition can be good. But when my family gives my mealtime offering another thumbs down, I end up thinking toast will suffice, because ambition is dumb.
And so it came to pass that some ridiculous cosmic ray beamed itself in to my brain and said Veganopoulous, you will make dumplings. Such a thought, for me, can only be explained by ridiculous cosmic rays. Why else would I decide to do something so time consuming like filling little pastry things then boiling little pastry things?
Inspired by the zucchini dumplings at Shandong Mama, I made a filling of mushroom, zucchini, tofu, ginger and garlic. My store bought wrappers were the small square ones so I googled how to make nice shapes from the square wrappers. “Fold in half diagonally, then join long ends together to make a pretty dumpling shape”, said one website. Following those simple instructions, I ended up with dumplings that looked like nappies of the filled variety:
I boiled the diaper-dumplings then fried them in a hot pan to crisp them up a bit. They tasted okay but the real surprise was Arthur. I fully expected him to barf a little in his mouth (literally– that’s what happened with my last lasagna effort. Texture sensitivities and all).
WILL THEY EAT IT?Â (Arthur age ten, DeeW age six and a half).Â
Arthur: “These are actually quite nice. Slimy, but surprisingly good. I thought they would taste like, you know… shit. Sorry. But I don’t want the soy sauce with sesame oil, that looks like urine from a serious bladder infection”.
DeeW: “These are okay. Very nice. But I only nibbled the corner”.
Arthur has always been interested in anatomy. I still can’t quite work out if giving him a copy of the Bristol Stool Chart was a blessing or a curse.
Although I’m really pleased Arthur liked these, I was equally pleased when he said he would eat them again but not often. Making these often would get on my nerves pretty quick. I used the food processor to prepare the filling but I am terribly impatient when it comes to putting a wee teaspoon of filling on a wrapper, then being confronted by the massive amount of filling still left to go. It’s like I’ve offended Zeus and he’s making me use up a bowl of never ending filling.
So my first Vegan MoFo attempt has been a success. I can add this to my teeny tiny list of “stuff the kids will eat”. PHEW.