#plant-based drinks

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Global Plant-Based Beverages Market Should Grow to US$34.8 Bn in 2026 From US$15.3 Bn 2019

Of late, consumers across the globe are undergoing a massive shift to adopt green and ethical food sources. Such trends are driven by various factors namely, environmental concerns, animal rights, a greater focus on healthcare, and a high prevalence of cardiovascular diseases. It is believed that adopting a low-fat, low-calorie, and low-cholesterol diet derived from plant-based food sources is inherently healthier. The growth of social media and e-commerce platforms has immensely enhanced the discoverability of plant-based food alternatives. Furthermore, the incidence of several food allergies and lactose intolerance is also pursuing many individuals to adopt cleaner and non-diary diets. The global plant-based beverages market is set to grow at breakneck speeds in such market conditions. The influence of these factors and rapidly changing consumer perception are expected to steer the plant-based beverages market to fruition during the forecast period of 2019 to 2026.

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 According to Fairfield Market Research, the global plant-based beverages market is poised to reach US$34,806 million by 2026, growing at a CAGR of 12.9%. Since this valuation was US$15,309 million in 2019, the projected value suitably points to remarkable growth possibilities residing in the global plant-based beverages market.

 Growing Consumer Demand for Alternatives to Dairy Enhances Product Differentiation in Plant-based Beverages Market 

The robust increase in the demand for plant-based beverages has created an incentive for market players to intensify their research and development efforts. Since a significant proportion of this demand is generated by healthy and fitness-oriented individuals, the sales of plant-based nutritional supplements are reaching recording-breaking numbers. Several market players are focusing on product-based models to improve sales. The current regulatory framework governing plant-based beverages has tremendous scope for improvement, allowing manufacturers to promote their products flexibly. The market players are working to improve the efficacy of dietary supplements that aim to replace conventional food items. R&D investments are being directed to set up laboratories, procure research equipment, and hire professionals to boost the performance of plant-based beverages. Such trends are facilitating the development of plant-based alternatives that resemble meat and dairy in terms of taste and nutritional value. This favourable focus on R&D is poised to aid in the expansion of the plant-based beverages market in future.

 Robust Adoption of Healthier Lifestyles Enables North America to Sustain Market Lead Sound healthcare awareness and the presence of prominent market players are expected to aid North America’s dominance over the plant-based beverages market. Consumers in the region are developing a propensity to adopt cruelty-free and ethical food products. Vegan and vegetarian lifestyles are gaining traction in major economies such as the USA and Canada. The number of health and fitness-focused individuals is also increasing in this region. Moreover, the prevalence of several cardiovascular diseases and food allergies is creating an incentive for consumers to adopt plant-based diets and supplements. The presence of such factors is expected to facilitate growth across North America’s plant-based beverages market at a healthy value CAGR of 12.7%.

 Key Market Players 

Some of the prominent market entities in the global plant-based beverages market include Good Karma Foods, Inc., Ripple Foods, Califia Farms LP, Koia, Harmless Harvest Inc., Danone SA, Blue Diamond Growers, PBC, and Pureharvest. The market players are expected to intensify their research and development efforts to develop more effective supplements.

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Vegan Strawberry Milkshake

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Something about a bottle of vodka that (almost) jogs your memory

“Scar…” Grian’s exasperated voice rings through monopoly mountain. He quickly peeks down into the first level. His friend is holding the bottle of vodka he had managed to find ages ago. “Where on earth did you find this. How on earth did you find this. What even are you doing with this.” 

None of his ‘questions’ are actually questions; his inflection does not go up, as Grian is not actually curious as to where he got the alcohol, rather he is tired of his shenanigans and trying desperately not to lose his mind. Scar kicks his feet and giggles, his hair leaking over and dangling in the air. 

“Why, I got it from the village, of course! Before I burnt down that house— you remember the one, don’t you, Grian? It seems those pesky villagers knew how to distill alcohol. Have you ever seen that before, Grian? Distilling alcohol? In a village? It’s madness!” 

Grian’s beady little eyes glare up at him from the ground floor. “Scar, I don’t think either of us have seen villagers before we got here. There’s not much we’ve seen.” 

Of course they have. They’ve had to. It was only natural— he knows it in his heart. But they can’t remember this fact. When Scar tries to hold onto the memory, it floats away from him. Things he should know dissolve between his fingers. Things he shouldn’t know linger on the back of his neck. 

He picks up his cane and walks downstairs. The slats of the window are tiny but if one squints and tilts their head in the right direction, then they can see the entire desert and forest sprawled out in front of them. The sands sometimes hold their footprints until the wind blows them away, covers the paths they’ve taken. They’re still working on building up a cactus wall as defense. 

The sandstone awards them a bit of coolness in the day. At night it becomes unbearable, as they both flock upstairs to try and conserve as much heat as possible. There’s always a careful distance they keep from each other in the day, but during the night it becomes impossible to do so. When Grian grumbles and pushes his nest towards Scar’s sleeping bag, curls up right next to him and nudges at his arms until they open and he can be enveloped by him, that’s when Scar truly feels like he’s back to being a person again. 

If they could mend the self inflicted rift that exists in the daytime… well, maybe Scar wouldn’t feel so prone to drinking. As it stands, though, Grian’s found his bottle of alcohol and he is not looking impressed.

“Say, have you ever had a drink before?” He asks as he peels the bottle out of Grian’s hand. He smells like the sun. He’s been out all day. 

Grian scoffs, his pretty features twisting a bit as he obviously thinks about it. “Of course I have! I-- well, I haven’t had one here, but I can only imagine I have before. In another life.”

In another life. If only they got to have that. Another life seems like an intangible dream. 

He hums thoughtfully. He’s only had a few drinks from this bottle. Just enough to stave off the gnawing anxiety and bloodlust that grows underneath his skin everyday. 

He starts to toss the bottle from hand to hand, watching the way the liquid inside jostles. “The taste was at least a little bit familiar to me when I tried some. I’ve definitely had it before! No clue when. I wonder what I liked to drink before I got here? That guy… the other me. I wonder what he was like.” 

He laughs but it doesn’t have much humour. 

And Grian’s eyes look softer when he finally peels his stare away from the droplets racing down the bottle. “Yeah, it would seem that bits of our past bled through into this life. Like, I can’t resist pressing a button or flicking a lever no matter how dangerous it may be. Other me must’ve been a right moron, don’t know how I lived to be… here.” A hum. “And redstone makes me… sad. As if I’ve lost something close to me. Something really important." His face falls. “I don’t get it.” 

Normally Grian only gets like this when the sun falls. Normally he’s guarded, witty, sharp; and Scar is much the same, each of them trying so desperately to preserve what little bits of dignity they have left here. Prideful people. Pride is such a sin, he can see it now. 

He sits down, stares at the swirling shapes of the sandstone on the wall. “Sometimes I can feel my brain try to remember my memories. Things important to me. People important to me. But it’s like there’s a… a block.” 

A strange warble comes from Grian. He makes those sounds sometimes-- bird sounds, that is, which makes a lot of sense given that he is a hybrid, but they only happen in specific circumstances. They’re different each time, from chirps to melodies to whistles to clicks. It happens when he’s bored, when he snuggles up next to Scar at night, when he accidentally hurts himself, when Pizza is being extra cute.

This sound is sad. It rings in his chest. 

“I’ve tried to ignore it.” Is what he admits after a few minutes. “I, um… grabbing this gave me one of those feelings like you described. It was as if I’d done this before. Not just with anyone. With you...” His voice gets real quiet at the end. 

Scar fights to keep his voice even as he responds. “Do… do you think we knew each other before?” Before we got thrown into hell. 

For Scar, the answer to that question is obvious: yes. He felt it as soon as he saw all of them. He felt something deep in his chest when he saw Grian, flashes of memories trying to bubble up to the surface but unable to. When Bdubs first spoke to him, he felt an immediate instinct to comment on his height-- which would have been very rude of him! They’d just met, after all!

Except they hadn’t. They’d known each other before. An election. A moon. A home. What even is he trying to remember? 

“I…” Another sound worms its way out of Grian. It’s more desperate, uncomfortable. He laughs it off awkwardly. “Can I try a sip of that alcohol? I think I suddenly need it.”

For the first time since they began talking, Scar really looks at Grian. His face is tight with stress, eyes shiny, nose flaring. His feathers are all fanned out, his ears twitching. In another life, Scar thinks maybe he also had wings. He can feel an absence on his back, like something has been missing all along, a vital piece of him.

Grian’s wings don’t work. None of the avians have actual working wings that can sustain them for a long period above the ground; they can all flutter, sure, but it’s as if their bodies aren’t made for it anymore despite them having these traits. 

He tries to make his smile as gentle as possible as he passes him the bottle. “Of course, of course! Would be downright cruel of me to make you handle this while sober!” He aims for a humorous tone, but the situation is so fucked up and strange that it falls flat. His smile is pulling painfully at the edges. 

Grian unscrews the bottle, smells it. He makes a face. He looks at him.

“I recommend not smelling it.” 

He rolls his eyes, then takes a swig of it. The face immediately turns to disgust. He swallows it, gagging, coughing, pounding his fist onto the table. It looks just like he did when he tried for the first time. It makes him start to laugh. 

“Scar!” He wails. “It tastes horrible!” 

“It does.” He swipes it from Grian, steeling himself before taking a sip. He only flinches a little bit this time. He looks to see if it impressed Grian, but the avian is flapping his hands, eyes screwed shut. Dangit. “It’s not supposed to taste nice, Grian! Because then you would drink all of it and it would be horrible. It’s the alcohol’s defense mechanism, y’see? It makes itself so bitter when you first take a sip that you run away immediately! That way you don’t drink it all right up and end up gettin’ yourself killed! But it doesn’t work on me.” 

For better or for worse.

Peeling his face off the table, Grian turns to glare at him. “Well, it could stand to taste a little less like… that. Maybe then it would hurt less people.” 

“I guess.” He studies the way the bottle glints in the diminishing daylight. “So… are you gonna have anymore?”

“Are you kidding me?” He scoffs. “Of course I am. Pass it here.”

[struck-by-the-rain]

I love playing w the stickers on my laptop like dolls

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writing today ✍🏼💻📷🧋

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milk slop?????

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This Virgin Margarita recipe is so easy to make! A simple non-alcoholic margarita with a mixture of fresh lime, lemon, and orange juice, plus agave for sweetness, stirred into tonic water and ice! Garnish with a salt rim and extra lime wedges for a quick, delicious, and healthy margarita mocktail everyone can enjoy!

Virgin Margarita Recipe https://wp.me/p4UrDz-99t

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Purple Recipe Collection! For more purple recipes click here.

Top Row:

Purple Sweet Potato Pie Bars

Ube Ice Cream

Vegan Ube Rolls

Middle Row:

Vegan Ube And Cheese Pandesal

Purple Sweet Potato Pie

Ube Sweet Rice Balls

Bottom Row:

Ube Cupcakes

Ube Bubble Tea

Purple Sweet Potato Bars

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A Timeless Plant-Based Recipe: Aunt May’s Hearty Vegetable Stew

Hello, dear readers of Spirit’s Mindful Kitchen! Today, I want to share with you a timeless plant-based recipe that has been passed down in my family for generations – Aunt May’s Hearty Vegetable Stew. The Story Behind The Recipe When I was a child, my Aunt May would visit us every winter. She lived in a small town surrounded by farms and loved to cook with fresh, seasonal produce. Every visit,…

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Every cafe that has both lactose free milk or plant alternatives for extra fee is biphobic

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stonechez. universe where rick is a pothead instead of an alcoholic.

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Vegan Peppermint Hot Chocolate