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It feels so strange to write about myself. I’m usually private about my life and my thoughts and feelings. But, here I am, writing about my life and my thoughts and my feelings. Here’s a “short” story about me and my blog.
My name is Emica, and I’m 28 years old. I’m originally from Serbia but lived my last 10 years in Sweden.
Why the hell are you writing in English?
I´ll tell you why. I speak Serbian, Swedish and well, almost English. I started my first food blog in Swedish, but it didn’t felt quite right. I couldn’t share my content with everyone I wanted to, so I started to write in English.
Now, I know that I’m probably going to mess up a few times. Feel free to correct me if something’s way off. I’m trying my best to make this blog readable for native speaking people. Hopefully, I’ll get better at this.
I live in a small town in southern Sweden with my boyfriend and my cat. I am a real cat lady, and my cat is my baby. If you ask me, I could fill the whole house with cats, but Aashold/Asse (that’s my cat’s name) hate all other animals. Mostly birds, but even neighborhoods cats that comes every now and then just to tease him and make him angry. So he is not letting us get another cat, cause his house his rules.
Enough about cat… (oh well, don’t be fooled this is just the beginning, lol)
How I went vegan?
One night after watching documentary Fork over Knives I got intrigued. Health has always been an interest of mine, but not enough to make me give up meat. Not this time either.
I remember saying same day as I went vegan, directly after watching F o K “It sounds good and all, but I could never go vegan. I love the taste of meat too much.” Now when I think about it, I didn’t love the taste of meat as
much, as I wasn’t willing to take my lazy ass outside of my comfort zone. And I didn’t want to become a tree hugging, grass eating weirdo. ( I think of myself as an open-minded person, but man was I not at that time).
A few youtube videos later I stamped upon a documentary called Earthlings. I knew before I decided to watch it what kind of movie that was, and I didn’t really want to watch it. But something in me made me click in the middle of it. After less than 10 minutes of Earthlings, boom – vegan.
I’m not a person who cries at movies, but this one actually made me cry. Something in me got changed. I could feel it. So many questions popped up in my head. How could I do this to the animals? How could I be a part of this? How can anybody be part of this? Why is no one seeing what is going on? Just fucking eat something else. How hard can it be? Why are they making as believe already as children that harming animals is ok? Why haven’t I seen this earlier? What can I do about this?
Big question: Now that I’m vegan, what can I eat?
Cooking has never been a big passion of mine. It was more of a necessary evil. I never took any time to learn how to cook, and now I needed to do that. That’s how my passion for food came to life.
I´m not a professional chef or anything like that. My recipes are my experiments, and I like to veganize recipes I used to eat before. Today, cooking is something I do for fun, but I’m having more of a minimalist approach to cooking. Lazy in me likes it better that way.
My goal with this blog is to create simple recipes and show people that vegan food doesn’t need to be complicated. And I want to inspire people to make conscious choices about what (or whom) they are eating. I’m vegan for the animals, plant-based for myself.