Thursday, April 29, 2010

Cheese-less pizza drama

I used to love going to the Delancey in Hollywood for great pizza and a wide selection of Belgian beers on tap. I avoided it for a while after going vegan because I figured it would be too tempting, and there was no reason to go without eating the pizza.

Along came an idea. I'll just order a cheese-less pizza! Problem solved. I'm not 100% sure it's totally vegan, but I think it's close enough. I get the "Fulton" pizza, with braised artichoke and roasted garlic. It's really, really good. So good I don't miss the cheese.

Well, it was a good idea the first couple times. But the last time I was there, one of my favorite pizzas was sitting not more than 12 inches away at the table next to me. Covered in multiple awesome cheeses. My advice is this: If you are teetering on wanting a conventional, non-vegan pizza, avoid drinking Belgian beer and sitting a foot away from one. I didn't give in, but it's gonna be a while before I go back. I'm gonna have to get that image of that pizza out of my head.


  1. Ya. Cheese is by far the toughest part of this whole vegan thing. Meat is a distant memory that I don't even care about, but cheese. Sigh. I'm still at the stage of veganism where I must avoid cheesy pizza haunts around town, lest I lose my nerve and scarf one down.

  2. Luckily I have convinced myself that I have some kind of lactose sensitivity, and the memory of feeling bloated and totally gross after lots of cheese is enough to deter me from scarfing down a cheesy pizza :)

    Good luck!

  3. Hey,
    Just stumbled upon your blog. Well done for giving up meat and trying Veganism, I cant quite get to the point of giving up dairy and eggs.

    I love pizza without cheese, apart from the bit when Italian waiters looks at you like you have killed someone "what really no cheese?", but hey, they always give you extra of the other toppings. Bonus


  4. I went through a period when I ate cheeseless slices of pizza twice a week. I get black olives and no cheese. I loved it but my co-workers thought it was disgusting.


  5. Cheese is (even still, though I no longer eat it) my ALL TOME favorite food. Bar none, it is the hardest part of being vegan.

    Honestly, had I not watched the HSUS undercover footage of what happens to the dairy calves (not even in factory farming settings! This was a local slaughterhouse used by organic and grass-fed farmers!) I would have slipped a hundred times by now.

    But those images of infant calves trying to suckle on the fingers of the abusive scum kicking and electrocuting them to the kill line, and then being skinned alive and left dying on the floor, shaking and shivering and in immeasurable pain and fear....well, that's enough for me. I don't want anything in this world badly enough to make that happen to another living thing ever again.

    I've eaten more than my fair share of milk and cheese in this lifetime. The thought that I did that to countless babies breaks my heart.

    That video changed everything for me. Everything.

    And I used to think I was compassionate because I was a lacto-ovo vegetarian for decades. I had no idea that I was contributing to the very cruelest parts of the industry :-(

    Don't know if that helps you. I know that I've had some powerful pizza urges over the last several months. But the images burned into my brain dispell the urge pretty quickly. For a while, I wished I had never seen the video....but most of the time I feel like I might slip, its the only thing between me and cheese (or ice cream, or....)

  6. I have watched that Tara, or something similar, and it usually flashes in my head when I start to crave dairy and quickly subsides. I don't really know how I was able to forget long enough to eat it. Argh.

  7. What's great about being vegan is that we have at least three chances a day to do the ethical thing.

    I admire your willingness to pick yourself back up and pick up where you left off!

    I think a part of the reason I'm afraid to eat pizza with real cheese is that I know I'll get addicted again, and bad images in my head or not, I think I'd be sneaking a slice once a week.

    Kudos to you!!