The Purlieus Of My Heart: Your neighborhood vegan-friendly gold-mine: May-Wah Vegetarian Market -
If you live in NYC and have never visited the May Wah Vegetarian Market, I don’t know where you’ve been. Hidden in Chinatown is this gem of a mini supermarket that carries vegan EVERYTHING you could ever want. From sauce, to fake meats to healthy and yummy snacks, it’s almost a one stop shop. Especially great for new vegans, they carry a wide variety of imitation meat and fish including shrimp, lobster and steak. I promise you you won’t miss the real stuff. The prices are great and the employees are friendly and attentive, usually offering a sample when you first walk in the door. Today it was lemon chicken-yum! I am still a chicken fingers and french fries kind of girl so it makes me ecstatic to see the great selection of “chicken fingers” along with well-labeled packaging. I’m sure you share my frustration of having to read the ingredients on every. single. item. you pick up anywhere but all food here is clearly labeled as vegan or vegetarian in addition to a clear, concise list of ingredients if you are so inclined to read. The employees even were kind enough to double check an ingredient for me as I was unsure if it was vegan or not. The only warning I give before shopping May Wah is to watch out for MSG, as some of their products have it. I’m not sure why, since it’s kind of a bummer, but the label always states if MSG is in it. The whole shop isn’t vegan, some things are only vegetarian due to a bit of cheese or milk, but other than that and watching out for MSG, I’ve had no problem finding new favorite frozen “meats” every time I stop by. I’m currently excited to try the bacon I bought today and the BBQ veggie jerky. I was on the fence about the yam noodles and decided to try those next time since I have more than enough food to keep me full for awhile! May Wah is located at 213 Hester Street, right off Centre. CHECK IT!
Came across this in a library book today, thought it might be useful for other people like myself, who like to concoct new things in the kitchen and almost always fail miserably.
“Hey I have never attempted to be vegan nor have I spent any amount of effort researching veganism, but I am here anyway to tell you that veganism is the reason food deserts and disenfranchised workers exist, and to claim that all vegans are white and have financial privilege based entirely on my assumption without any factual data to back up my claims. If you are offended because of my grossly distorted stereotype of veganism (with racist undertones) then too bad, because you don’t exist according to my irrefutable definition of veganism, remember? Also I’m going to ignore the entire content of your argument, make a trite joke towards vegans so that I feel better, and talk about how bacon/ice cream/cheese tastes great and because you don’t place something as arbitrary as the taste of food over the life of another being, like I do, then you are dumb because I said so.”
I wish people would stop lying to themselves. There’s no “kind” or “humane” way to murder an animal.
I want to make stickers with gruesome factory farm images on them and go around the grocery store covering up all the smiling cartoon animals on product labels. No one fucking smiles after they’re robbed of their autonomy, tortured, and murdered.
Hi internet. If you frequently buy Almond Fresh almond milk (or any of their sister products), stop doing so, as they now support the Calgary Stampede.
LOL, “diet shaming”. Crazy thought: maybe you should be ashamed of desecrating corpses of animals who were tortured, mutilated, and murdered; stealing milk from a mother who was forcibly impregnated and pumped with hormornes, and whose baby was taken away from her after birth, to slaughtered for veal (never actually getting a chance to drink the breast milk intended for them); chicken’s menses that were obtained by squeezing hens into tiny filthy battery cages for their entire life, which includes killing all male chicks immediately after birth, chopping off the tip of their beaks with a laser and without painkillers, suffering depression and malnutrition from being cramped along with thousands of other hens, wallowing in their own excretions from birth until slaughter.
Just because you say “I’m not doing anything wrong”, or you refuse to hear about the possibility that you might be doing something wrong because it will bruise your precious ego, doesn’t magically erase the facts about animal agriculture. This is not about coddling you and your feeble little feelings, this is what actually happens and what is fueled by your choices as a consumer.
You don’t like that some vegans are more frank than others, and more unapologetic than others; we don’t like when you mindlessly support animal cruelty and when confronted about it, stick your fingers in your ears and cry like a toddler.