So, I’ve been a strict vegan for exactly one month now (thank you, Label Swap Project) and I’m frankly shocked that I lasted this long. If someone had told me in October/November that I would be giving up cheese for an extended period of time, I would’ve laughed. Well, I guess the joke’s on me, because I really enjoyed taking on Emily A’s label. Quite unexpectedly, I ended up resetting my tastebuds to crave more fresh, whole foods. Also, I feel like I’ve learned more about how my body/energy levels respond to different types of food. Looking back, it’s hard to remember what exactly possessed me to take on this rather random vegan challenge, but I’m glad I did. Journeying outside my comfort zone was completely worth it.
To celebrate my ”vegaversary” and Emily D’s awesome new job, the two of us did what any sane, twenty-something female in D.C. would do. We ate some cupcakes.

On Tuesday night Emily and I decided to frolic off on a culinary adventure after work. Our destination? Sticky Fingers – a completely vegan bakery in Columbia Heights that’s famous for its delicious comfort food and award-winning cupcakes! See the blurry, headache-inducing pictures below for proof.

With food like this available in my area, it’s hard for me to justify returning to my carnivorous ways. Emily and I both agreed – the vegan dishes and desserts were crazy good. Emily ordered the chili and I opted for the “Tuna Melt” (BTW, you know you’re a vegan when you start eating menu items that are sandwiched between quotation marks…). We then split one brown sugar rum cupcake and one cookies ‘n cream cupcake. Emily, the blog’s resident cupcake expert, gave her stamp of approval on the bakery’s miraculously egg-free, butter-free creations.
While the food and company were wonderful, it wouldn’t be an Emily/Denise adventure without some amusing, unexpected awkwardness. This brings me to the second part of my post title: “intimidating hipsters.”
As Emily and I sat down to enjoy our delicious dinner/dessert, we soon realized that we were the obvious black sheep of the small, eerily quiet bakery crowd. Obviously, we at Life in Labels don’t like to jump to stereotypes, but I must admit, the youthful hip/indie crowd surrounding us fit the typical vegan image well. Between my plaid skirt and Emily’s doubled-up grandma sweaters, let’s just say…we definitely didn’t. Now all those unusual Google reviews I’d read earlier that afternoon were starting to make sense. Case and point:
[On Sticky Fingers Bakery] Excellent vegan cheesecake and cookies. Sometimes you have to deal with the indie rock snobs that come in…but completely worth it.
So, yeah, Emily and I willingly walked into this thinking it wasn’t a big deal and, for the most part, it wasn’t. Still, when we caught a few awkward stares and realized that no one else was really talking except for us, things got slightly uncomfortable. Emily and I proceeded to exchange looks that plainly asked, “Um, are we cool enough to be here?!” Then, in a similar fashion, we exchanged awkward text messages like, “Will these people think I’m lame if I take pictures of my food?” After some silent eating and coded conversation, Emily and I eventually stopped caring. You know what? I DID take pictures of our food. We DID rant about work. We DID talk about lovely, girly things like knitting. Annnnnd we may or may not have had a rather judgemental conversation completely centered on The Bachelor. I hope that any silent spectators listening in were highly entertained by us (and not annoyed…).
In the end, Sticky Fingers was great – wonderful food, a great menu, and lovely service. See? Look how happy we are!

As Emily perfectly halved our little cupcakes, I was suddenly gripped with déjà vu. It occured to me that this time last year, the two of us were doing the very same thing, but in a different place. You see, last February Emily was kind enough to pay me a visit in Winston-Salem, NC – the home of Krispy Kreme. I took her to sample some donuts at the factory (because there is little else to do there). Emily claimed that Krispy Kreme was tasitier in their hometown. See that picture on the right? Yeah, we’re toasting to the new year with our donut halves.

Then: Krispy Creme Donuts // Now: Classy, sustainable baked goods
Then: Winston, what? // Now: Washington, D.C.
Then: Excitedly buying off brands at sketchy grocery stores // Now: Unwisely splurging at Whole Foods
Then: Denise on her own, Em bunking with her ‘rents // Now: REVERSE!
Then: Unpaid (yet focused) idealistic postgrads // Now: We work for The Man.
Then: Friends // Now: Friends
Hey Emily, we should step it up again next year. Let’s go to Paris and split some pastries. If we keep this pattern up, after a decade we’ll be eating French macarons on the moon.
PS: I’ve decided to extend my veganism – mostly because I see no reason not to. I will, however, stop meticulously blogging about it on a weekly basis. =)