I'm cooking the Thanksgiving meal this year. Vegetarian, no problem, I grew up that way. As long as I can use butter and eggs and cheese and cream and milk, we'll eat well. The trick this year? Making food for our guests - a pair of beloved, ancient and finicky vegans.
The vegan part isn't even a problem. We'll do a split of lacto-ovo and vegan offerings. No sweat. It's the ancient and finicky part. That's what's freaking me out a little.