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Day One
Today was day one - the first day in my plan to be vegetarian for a year. I should write it down or something, so I can remember and count: Thursday, 22nd of October, 1998. There.
And I've almost failed already - lunch was fine, a delicious baked potato with beans and egg salad. But then for dinner I heated up some vegetables from last night, and forgot that there were little bits of chicken mixed up in them. I had to make a decision about whether to just eat everything and not worry about it, or to pick out the bits of meat and deposit them on my napkin on the table.
I decided to pick them out, or then I wouldn't really have turned vegetarian, would I? But I didn't want to throw any mushroom away, and you know that draped in curry sauce the two can be easily confused. I found a small chunk of mushroom and chomped into it.
Urrgh! Chicken!
I spat it out, disgusted. You should have seen me - it's not that I don't like meat, I do. I love it. I went to a steak house last night with some guys and thoroughly enjoyed a tender, juicy loin beef cutlet with delicious Argentinean garlic sauces as a grand finale before turning vegetarian. Mmm mmm. But this chicken - I just wasn't expecting it! I was expecting a mushroom!
Why am I torturing myself like this? I'm not really sure, it's just a personal challenge. I don't feel that strongly about killing animals, although I'm glad I don't have to do the killing or slicing. If that was up to me, I'd definitely be vegetarian.
And I'd definitely be even unhappier with my career.
| Posted by Matt at 09:51 /writing # |