Author: Hannah (BitterSweet)

Author of My Sweet Vegan, Vegan Desserts, Vegan a la Mode, and Easy as Vegan Pie.

Ice Is Nice

Kitchen gadgets are like guests: some overstay their welcome, others barely make an impression, and a rare few become part of the family. Personally, there are few that I want to stick around long term, but in the case of countertop appliances, I have a new permanent resident. The Ecozy Smart Ice and Water Dispenser here to stay.

Honestly, it’s much smarter than I need it to be, complete with an app that connects with your smart speakers to make ice on command, no matter what room you’re in and even if you’re not home. I’m perfectly content to push the button, which is also part of a snazzy LED display anyway. Honestly, it could take hand cranking and I’d still keep it around, because it makes spectacular nugget ice, AKA one of the best types of ice, and tons of it.

My Cup Runneth Over

Let’s talk hard numbers, because functionality is where this thing shines. The dispenser can crank out up to 200 cups per day. That’s more than enough for daily drinks, dinner parties, or pre-chilling an entire cooler for a road trip.

You won’t be left waiting around, even if you forget to turn it on until you actually need ice. The first batch starts dropping after about 10 minutes, depending on ambient temperature and water source. Internally, the bin holds about 3 pounds of nugget ice at a time, and while it’s not refrigerated, the machine recycles any melted ice back into the system. I like to make big batches and store them in freezer bags for later.

Solid Stats

One clever touch I didn’t expect was the integrated TDS (Total Dissolved Solids) display. Every time you fill the tank, the machine reads the mineral content in your water and displays it in real-time. I didn’t think I’d care, until I started noticing how my tap water actually scored. It’s not bad, but not as good as I had imagined.

It’s not a water-testing lab, of course, but it gives you a ballpark idea of what you’re drinking. My unfiltered tap water hovers around 250 ppm; filtered drops to 40 – 60 ppm. The cleaner your water, the clearer your nuggets, so it does make a difference.

Ice, Ice, Baby

This dispenser straddles the line between kitchen luxury and genuine utility. If you’re wondering whether it’s “worth it,” ask yourself how often you actually use ice. For me, that’s daily, and for more than just drinking:

  • Blanching: Quick ice baths stop the cooking process to keep vegetables and steamed greens bright and crisp. The same goes for al dente pasta when making pasta salad.
  • Travel: Make quick ice packs to keep food cold on the go.
  • Smoothies and milkshakes: Nugget ice blends fast and smooth without overworking your blender.
  • Cocktails: Let’s be honest, this was my first focus. The compact pebbles are essential for making a properly chilled mint julep, mojito, and many tiki drinks.
  • Cold Soups: Have you ever had super cold gazpacho or borscht? Nugget ice is ideal for keeping these dishes extra frosty, silently melting away before you chomp into them, unlike conventional chunky cubes.

Sip Smart

Of course, you can also use it as an instant cold, filtered water dispenser, but I’m fully enamored with having my own nugget ice on demand. Though it’s a unitasker, has a considerable footprint to account for, and the price is definitely a steep barrier to entree, anyone who loves nugget ice will be thrilled with the investment. At least, I know I am.

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Purple People Pleaser

Ube is here to stay.

Casting Filipino kitchens in a vibrant violet hue for millennia, these tubers have taken root in the hearts, minds, and stomachs of those worldwide. Who wouldn’t immediately be captivated by such a striking shade? Few, if any, earthly ingredients could ever achieve that brilliance. One glance and the brain starts spinning like a top, searching for context clues to make sense of what might be on our plates but no, there’s nothing quite like ube.

Adjacent to Hannah yams in terms of texture and flavor, most people seek to accentuate their natural sweetness in desserts. Subtly nutty, accented by hints of floral vanilla, it’s an excellent candidate for the last course. I, however, am not most people, and I think ube should be the entree, too.

Noodles Everyday, In All The Ways

Back when I was obsessed with my pasta maker, if I could extrude it in a dough, no flavor combination was off the table. That era was marked by furious flour storms and spaghetti stands drying on every available surface. Beet linguine, spinach ravioli, charcoal spaghetti; I noodled through every color of the rainbow and back again. One stand-out experiment was ube fettuccine, impossibly indigo, fit for royalty.

Yes, the pasta portion of the recipe is written in grams; it’s worth the price of a kitchen scale, if you don’t already have one. Pasta making isn’t hard, especially with a machine doing the heavy lifting, but it is exacting.

Semi-Homemade Hack

To that end, you can use store-bought dried pasta and cook it in ube-tinted waters for a quicker, and easier fix, but one with much less impact. Expect something more along the lines of pastel lavender pasta, and precious little added flavor to speak of.

To honor its more tropical origin, no average Alfredo sauce would do. Coconut replaces cream in a lush, velvety, unapologetically rich base, coaxed back into savory territory with umami nutritional yeast, garlic, and a whisper of lemon juice. Simple in composition but wildly nuanced in flavor, it’s a sauce that sings in harmony with the sweet, nutty depth of the ube without competing, only amplifying.

Why relegate something so naturally brilliant to just pastries and lattes? Ube has range, and clear staying power. It brings a gentle sweetness with a grounding earthiness that makes it just as welcome at the start of a meal as the finish.

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Meat Me In The Forest

Trees, barren and spindly, arms outstretched towards an empty sky, crowd in as if woven together. The trail begins to disappear, overtaken by their snaking roots. Darkness descends with a menacing weight, as each footstep takes you further and further from anything recognizable. Only thorns and sharp edges, throwing elbows to the face, welcome the intrusion. There’s no turning back because there’s no backwards or forwards at all. Only…

Abruptly, through the probing branches, lies a clearing with the moon beaming down a haunting spotlight. At the center stands a magnificent tree unlike all the others, charcoal bark ringed and lined with age, its limbs twisted like sourdough pretzels. More startling than the appearance of the tree itself, however, is was what hangs from it.

Cured meats.

Prosciutto, salami, pancetta, and pepperoni, perfumed with aromatic oils and glistening in the dappled light. Cheese cubes and lurid green olives beamed from the ends, skewered in place. It was a… Charcu-tree.

Tentatively stepping closer, lured in as if snared by an invisible fishing reel, it becomes clear that the smooth, round stones underneath are in fact, nothing of the sort. Picking one up, its becomes clear that this is a delicate rice cracker, toasted to a nutty, tawny brown finish, speckled lightly with sesame seeds. It’s impossible to put down, implausible to look away. Wouldn’t it be better to cover it with one of these cold cuts, waving so beguiling in the gentle breeze? But now that looks lonely with just one meaty strip, don’t you think? Go ahead, help yourself to a bit of cheddar, a briny olive; just a bit more wouldn’t hurt.

As long as you don’t plan on leaving this forest alive.

To make your own charcu-tree, all you need is a decorative plastic tree, or if you’re feeling industrious, a very clean branch from outside, stood upright in floral foam. Select 2 – 4 vegan cold cuts and drape them decoratively over the branches, tearing them into strips or shorter pieces as needed. Cut 1 – 2 vegan cheese blocks into cubes and skewer them on the ends. Finish with Castelvetrano olives skewered onto any remaining vacancies. Sprinkle crackers around the base and allow guests to assemble their own snacks, if they dare.

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Wordless Wednesday: Fry Me to the Moon

Punch Bowl Social – Crispy Cauliflower Wings with Thai Chili Glaze
TarryTown Bar & Bistro – Fried Chicken Plate
YO! Sushi – Pumpkin Katsu
Nori – Vegetable Tempura
Nissi VegMex – Carne Asada Fries
Mission Burger Co. – Onion Rings
Makar’s Mash Bar – Lion’s Mane Bites
Luna’s Tacos – Fried Avocado
Ka-Prow Thai & Sushi Bistro – Tofu Lettuce Wraps
Desilicious Cafe – Onion Pakoda
Bodhi Viet Vegans – Crispy Sesame Balls

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It’s Your Funeral

When in doubt, eat potatoes.

That’s the prevailing wisdom keeping Funeral Potatoes at the forefront of southern wakes. Despite the dire name, they’re not the cause of funerals, but solace for those attending them. Little more than a cheesy potato bake, they’re the epitome of comfort food. Simple flavors and soft, creamy textures make it easy to eat, especially for the bereft who may be struggling to find their usual appetite for life. Leftovers keep for days, reheat beautifully, and serve generously, which is why it’s also a favorite for meal trains, making sure everyone still eats when times are tough.

Chalk it up primarily to user error, but the first time I attempted a veganized, slightly healthier version of the concept, those poor potatoes needed their own funeral. It was essentially chunky potato soup in a casserole dish, sloshing dangerously against the sides of its ceramic coffin. Worse yet is the fact that after one bite, I knew they had died in vain. Bland as sin, unctuous in a bad way, delivering such a dish would only cause more grief rather than relieve it.

Back to the drawing board, using the basics as guidelines rather than rules, I created a version accidentally perfect for Halloween, decked out in brilliant orange and black. Sweet potatoes are the new featured spud, contrasted by the spicy kick of sriracha, enveloped in a creamy, cheesy foundation. Traditionally, corn flake cereal is sprinkled on top for a crunchy finish, but I wanted a more savory and substantial option, springing for crushed blue corn tortilla chips instead. Let’s be honest: the “blue” masa has always looked black, but it works in its favor here, at least when served as a festival fall feature.

You’ll want to be buried in these potatoes. They’re not quite spicy enough to raise the dead, but hopefully, at least buoy your spirits. Whether you’re mourning, celebrating, or just navigating the strange limbo of being alive, these potatoes are here for you.

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