Hey there SexyTofu readers . I have super huge news! My writing partner/bossman/good friend vegan chef Ayinde  Howell and I are extremely excited to officially be able to announce that our book, The Lusty Vegan, A Cookbook and Dating Manifesto for Vegans and The People Who Love Them, will be released in the fall of 2014!

Part cookbook, part lifestyle book, The Lusty Vegan uses humor and great recipes to solve one of the biggest issues in the vegan community: you’re vegan, your partner is not. Or maybe you’re a vegan having a hard time finding another vegan to make a nice little veg-nest with. Locking down a compatible mate seems to be the largest problem within in the vegan community, making finding love–and keeping it–a little harder than it already is. How do we know? From experience, of course.

Despite the fact that Ayinde and I are full-force, compassionate vegans, neither of us has ever dated another vegan! Yep! We know we’re not alone, so we set out to help solve the problem. In the book, we break down why it’s important to make peace at the table, and in the bedroom. Since we really, really want to help our community find peace in their relationships (and facilitate vegan baby making), TLV is not only geared toward vegans dating omnivores, but to omnis who are dating vegans! We’ve got everybody’s back, here.

The book includes 80 drool-worthy recipes, as well as tips, anecdotes, and narrative stories to help bridge the divide at the dinner table.

The book came from all of the musings Ayinde and I have had over at iEatGrass.com in my Lusty Vegan column, inspired by you lovely readers! Thanks, guys. We started researching for the book over two years ago, and reached out several times to our vegan community while compiling data – how scientific of us!

The book is being published by Vegan Heritage Press and distributed by Andrews McMeel Publishing/Simon & Schuster. The actual release drops in early October, but it’s currently up for pre-sale on Amazon!

We’re so excited to be able to share this book with all of you, and we hope you’re excited too!

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I’ll never forget the first time I went away with my (now) boyfriend. We had only been dating for about 6 weeks, and we went on a long weekend trip to Cape Cod. He came from Manhattan to Connecticut right after work, where I was to scoop him up in my car to begin our journey. When I pulled up to the train station, I realized he had arrived with only the clothes on his back. I repeat: Four day trip, with only the clothes on his back.

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So here’s a weird confession: Ever since I adopted a dog back in December, my sex life has been dwindling. Since my manslice and I live in a studio space, our pup is within an arm’s reach at all times. We started off sleeping him in a crate, and there’s nothing sexy about doing—well, anything–while a melody of soft whimpers runs continuously in the background. Not exactly mood music. So sex was stalled out temporarily.

We figured as he got older, the pup would mellow out a bit, which did happen. Now that he can snooze through the night, he has graduated to the floor, and he sleeps pretty soundly—until any hint of activity reaches his (adorable) ear-range.

We tried to ignore him for a while, but ever since the awkward time he started gently tonguing my foot while I held down bottom, well, sex has been infrequent. Or silent. Or hurried. It feels like high school. We’re stealing away to fellate in the bathroom or having hushed, rushed, bottom lip biting sessions because our parents are sleeping down the hall. Except it’s not our parents, it’s our dog.

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“I love you, but your friends suck.” Ouch. A discrepancy in social circles can really hinder a healthy relationship and act as a point of contention between the two of you, and your friends. Everyone has that buddy that is, well, hard to get a long with. Then there is the unfortunate truth that if you don’t like your partner’s friends, they probably don’t like you either. Fake smiles are easy to spot.

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Valentine’s day is the cilantro of the American holiday circuit …you either love it, or it leaves a nasty taste in your mouth. Personally, I have a tumultuous relationship with the holiday, which started during an excruciating 4 month stint working at Hallmark in high school, where I was forced to stock mass produced, impersonal greeting cards and listen to Michael Bublé’s Caught in the Act album on repeat. I still cringe whenever I hear a Bublé track.

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Ah, depression, you miserable bitch. Anyone who has ever suffered from this condition knows it can be dark, cold, and hopeless. Whether you’re depressed due to life circumstances, or a chemical imbalance, or (most usually) both, depression is never fun, and it’s hard to shake. But what happens when it’s not you who is down, but your partner?

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You’re laying in bed and your phone goes off – you have a text, and as you see that name pop up on the screen, your stomach does a little belly flop and your heart starts beating like you just popped an adderall. You send a response, smiling. Then you glance nervously at your partner, sleeping next to you in the bed. Ouch.

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My manpiece doesn’t cook. Okay, well he tries sometimes. Before we lived together, his kitchen repertoire consisted of: noodles with crazy salt, noodles with cheese, noodles with cheese and crazy salt, and steak.

As a vegan/omni couple, we have a “no animals in the kitchen” thing going on, so his cooking skill-set is knocked even further back. He’s the master of oat meal.

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