I don’t really know what to say for this post. This was supposed to be a fun-get-excited-for-St.-Patty’s-Day-recipe-post, but I found out yesterday morning that my Grandpa passed away and I’m kind of an emotional mess, which usually isn’t like me. Goes to show just how much I loved that man. And seriously, how cute is he in the picture below with his trucker hat?!
I so wish I wasn’t in China right now, but was with my Grammie and family in America.
My Grandpa was the sweetest, cutest man I’ve ever met. For as long as I’ve remembered, he and my Grammie have lived in Arizona, moving from house to house, each of which he built himself. They always loved us grandkids so well and going to visit them was a treat. I only have fond memories of my time with them.
My Grandpa was so strong and independent and has been ever since he was 14. He had a construction business which flourished just due to word of mouth. He did quality, honest work and people couldn’t help but spread the news. He and and my Grandma (who were faithfully married for 60 years!) loved to travel too. They were so wise with their money, lots of which was won through gambling and working hard, and they loved to spend their money on travel. I’m pretty sure they played a huge role in the travel bug I’ve had ever since I was young. All growing up I knew that for Christmas gifts we’d receive souvenirs from all the different countries that they traveled to that year. Often times they’d give us XL t-shirts, currency from the country, and spoons, which my sister and I collected.
I always knew what to expect when we visited them in Arizona. We’d swim in the heated pool by their house. Go hiking at Madera Canyon. Take walks around their neighborhood after dinner (usually because Grammie fed us too much). Play polish rummy for hours around the kitchen table (Grandpa was always the most consistent winner!) Watch Ellen and soaps for hours on the couch. Eat cereal for breakfast from bowls with straws connected to them and eat ice cream after every dinner, cause Grandpa and Grammie both love ice cream–as does my whole family!
As we grandkids got older, Grammie and Grandpa never seemed to slow down and were always willing to host us and whatever friend/boyfriends/kids we chose to bring along.
Grammie has always been the talker between the two of them and would often take over conversations whenever we Skyped or talked on the phone. Grandpa was always the steady presence in the background. But gosh, he was always so funny when he did choose to speak! I definitely got my sense of humor from him: random and witty. He always got us to laugh with even the most simple comments.
I loved the way he looked in his polo shirts or plaid and flannel button downs. I loved the surprisingly strong hugs he gave me every time I came to visit. I loved his kind eyes that showed so much emotion, even behind his glasses.
I hate thinking about how he died. I never would have thought he and my grandma would have gotten in a car accident, recovered and then he’d end up in another scooter accident not long afterwards. I try not to think about it cause it hurts too much.
Grandpa, you were the best. I miss you tons already!
Now I definitely don’t know how to segue into these Vegan Irish Soda Farls. Food and sharing recipes seems so trivial when hard life events are staring you in the face. But at the same time, cooking and baking have always been creative and emotional releases for me, so even though I’m sad, it always makes me feel better to talk about food.
As you know, St. Patty’s Day is right around the corner and if you’re planning to celebrate I’m sure you’re thinking up all the creative green goodies to make. Why not throw a traditional Irish recipe into the mix as well? My parents have actually been living in Ireland for the past 2 years and I’ve been able to visit twice now: once with my sister for a backpacking trip and the second time with Brett t0 visit my parents and travel around the country (thanks Dad for driving!)
Ireland is probably one of my favorite countries and will always have a piece of my heart. The scenery, the culture, the music, the castles, the food…oh the food! So much brown bread and tea, my heart could explode. Making these Vegan Irish Soda Farls definitely brought me back to that wonderful country and the experiences I’ve had visiting. If you don’t know what Irish Soda Farls, then the best way for me to describe them is like a hearty english muffin that takes minutes to whip up. Farls means fourths and the baking soda used in this recipe definitely gives these Vegan Irish Soda Farls an authentic brown bread taste. I couldn’t believe how easy they were to make. Plus, you only need 5 ingredients!!
I really hope you give these delicious and simple Vegan Irish Soda Farls a try. If you do, please leave a comment down below or take a picture and tag #theconscientiouseater on Instagram so I can see your creation!
- 1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar
- 1 cup (minus 1 tablespoon) non-dairy milk
- 2 cups flour (I use half white and half wheat)
- ½ teaspoon salt
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- Preheat a skillet on medium to low heat.
- Add 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar to a 1 cup measuring cup and then fill the rest of the cup up with non-dairy milk. Stir carefully and then allow the milk to curdle for about 5 minutes while you prepare the dry ingredients.
- In a mixing bowl, whisk together the flour and salt.
- Sift in the baking soda.
- Make a well in the center of the dry ingredients and and pour in the prepared buttermilk.
- Working quickly, mix the wet and dry ingredients together and knead very lightly until a dough forms.
- Pour the dough out onto a lightly floured surface and form it into a circle about ½ inch thick.
- Cut the circle into 4ths.
- Sprinkle a little flour over the base of the hot pan and cook the farls for 6 to 8 minutes on each side or until golden brown.