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Truly Vegan

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As a vegan, I enjoy and prefer making my own meals. I never have to worry about what someone is putting into my food, not to mention it’s easier, cheaper, and more interesting than dining out. But when 80% of my waking hours are spent outside my home, biking around the city, I need to have options. I can only fit so much fruit in my backpack. So, I’ve begun building a mental index of my favorite vegan restaurants. And this, my first “entry,” was discovered by accident.


Truly a wonderful place
I was biking down Hollywood a few nights ago, hungry and tired. I had accepted the fact that I wasn’t going to get a meal until I got home. But when I stopped at Bronson for a red light, I looked up and found my savior. “Truly: A Vegan Restaurant.” I skipped my way through the front door, ready for a meal. The interior was small but welcoming. Eight tables hugged the plain walls while Britney Spears played over the sound system. How romantic. Two smiling staff waited, ready to seat me. Scanning the interior, I discovered a whiteboard with the specials of the day scribbled on it in blue marker. That night, the board featured breakfast and dessert plates. My tired eyes ran across the words “blueberry and banana pancakes” and I was set. Deciding to damn the laws of breakfast, I promptly ordered my pancake dinner ($6.25) and sat down with a menu. I figured I still needed to get a drink and some real food instead of just sweets (damn you, mother.) Feeling parched, I ordered a whole coconut filled with palm juice ($3.) And for my real food: the Thai beef seitan with brown rice and steamed vegetables ($8.) To top everything off I got some fried bananas ($3) for dessert. Sometimes you just have to let yourself go. And when the occasion presents itself: go bananas.