Yodelling Llama

I have come to the conclusion, after years of being a vegetarian, that tofu is, at its heart, an ingredient. Like flour. Or ginger. Which is to say I find it inappropriate simply to warm it up and nibble away. It needs to be blended into fake mayo or cupcake frosting. Or deep fried to create spongy cubes for stir fries. Or baked and sliced for sandwiches. But standing alone, tofu is about as appetizing as corn starch. Not repulsive, exactly. Just reclusive. Like it needs to get dressed up to go out, and it needs to go out with some friends.