My Vegan Cookbook is the sort of site I shouldn’t visit often.
Unlike a lot of vegan sites where you just look and see a lot of great food porn and ornately-plated gourmet treats, when I visit My Vegan Cookbook I want to eat the food I see there. Not in the future. Not tomorrow. But now.
That said, it’s remarkable how few of the recipes I have made so far (I blame the commute for my new job, the new catch-all to explain why anything falls through the cracks, and during which this review itself is being written).
My Vegan Cookbook is the brainchild of Josh Latham, whom I’ve known for years from way back when he ran the now-defunct gay youth site, beautifulboy.com. (I also run a site for gay youth, in case my new vegan audience is unaware). So, it was surprising to find that Josh is also vegan; we’re both huge believers in the findings of T. Colin Campbell’s The China Study, linking animal protein consumption to cancer promotion; and try to eat a low-fat, whole-grain, plant-based diet without a lot of isolated soy protein.
I mention the gay angle because it seems to have a role here. It seems I am drawn to Josh’s balls. Whenever I see his balls online, I am hungry for them. I can’t wait for the next appearance of his balls.
I first put Josh’s balls in my mouth around Christmas. Since I know a lot of people in my hometown think of vegan food as tasteless bland fare, I needed to challenge their thinking. Many people there have the attitude of: You might live longer eating that stuff, but is it worth it?
So, I made Josh’s Vegan “Cheese” ball recipe and took it to different parties. Since I brought it, no one accepted it as a proper cheese ball, of course, leading to a game of “But what is it made of?” The game required eating the cheese ball, but the eating never stopped once they knew the answer. It was a hit at every event to which it was brought.
With such a great start, you’d think I’d be making nearly every recipe Josh posts, and I certainly wouldn’t mind eating it all, but it hasn’t happened. Until recently. And I would be remiss if I didn’t point out it is, to my knowledge, the second appearance of his balls on the site. This time, Josh whipped out his Vegan Meatballs (Isolated Soy Free) and, once again, I made a play for them.
I am a fan of meatballs in spaghetti (or, more likely, my sprouted whole wheat parpadelle pasta, but I digress). It is mainly a texture thing. I don’t even think of them bringing much flavor to the party, I just like something breaking up the abundance of pasta.
The store-bought versions of vegan meatballs are more what I’m used to, oily round brown things with minimal spicing, for textual variety. Josh’s balls redefine that concept.
First, let’s walk through their creation. Although the spices are entirely different, most of the process seems more like baking vegan cookies than making meatballs. From the mixing of ingredients to rolling Josh’s balls around in your hand, it seems like cookies are on the way. I found the mixture sticky and hard to roll initially, until I started rinsing my hand between rolling each ball.
Then, I baked them, flipped them, baked them, let them sit. And, because of my commute, I had already eaten dinner somewhere in the middle of this now late-night process. So, I put Josh’s balls to the ultimate test. They would start their life, sadly enough, as leftovers.
So, the next day, with Josh’s balls (I keep saying Josh’s balls because he claims to be shy, and it brings me great joy to think of him reading that phrase so much) in my refrigerator and not having shrunk as a result, I gave them their trial run. I let them come up to room temp while the water boiled, then just put some in the pan with the spaghetti sauce (sadly, I didn’t have Muir Glen Organic Spicy Tomato, as I had intended to use, since Josh’s balls include both chili powder and chipotle chili powder). But, I warmed them up with the on-hand sauce, and served them over my sprouted pasta, as indicated above.
Well, I must say, the role you desire for your meatballs will determine whether Josh’s balls are right for you. If you want brown, tasteless orbs that spit out some spice and oil when you bite into them, these are not those balls. Josh’s balls make the dish. That is, they are the flavor you will taste throughout the meal. If you like the flavor, you win. If you don’t, or are looking for something more traditional, these are probably not the balls for you.
Although they looked a bit dry going into the sauce, they were nice and chewy when they were heated through, and complemented (and somewhat overpowered) the pasta and sauce. This is behavior to which I am not accustomed from your garden variety vegan meatballs. The others sit back, ready to inject some soy, oil, and spice whenever necessary, but play a secondary role. So, again, this comes down to the role you want for your meatballs.
Personally, I liked them a lot and would make them again. The flavor was unique (in a good way), to the point where it all blended together so well, I can’t identify any one spice as being overpowering. The next test is going to be making them in a larger quantity and freezing them in packs of 3-4 balls per serving, so whenever I want Josh’s balls, I can just reach out and grab them.
Of course, there is still no good reason that I haven’t tried Josh’s Lentil Loaf (probably up next), Eggplant and Zucchini Casserole, and Mushroom and Lentil Stroganoff. All in good time. So, yeah, I’m a big fan of My Vegan Cookbook.
Until I marry Josh and he becomes my vegan feeder, keeping me fat, happy, and rolling in vegan vittles, his balls will have to do.