Tuesday, April 5, 2011



That's a deep subject.  Ha!

I have nothing to say.  It's a good thing I don't get paid to blog, because I'd surely be poor if I did.

Today I went to the gym; came home and ate lunch; bought some new pillowcases and went grocery shopping.  Like I said:  nothing.

I did get green beans for .69/lb and asparagus for $1.28/lb.  Oh, and I bought Caroline an artichoke and some cookies in the bakery.  Now I really am the best mom ever.

It's not typical for a nine year old to get excited about artichokes, but Caroline is an odd duck.  She's a veggie lover just like me.  We're happy herbivores.  Except, if I got really technical and scientific, we're not really herbivores.  We are veg heads, though.

If it were up to the two of us, we'd subsist solely on vegetables, bread, cheese and chocolate.  Every now and then I wrestle with the decision to go completely vegetarian.  When Craig is away, I always eat vegetarian, but when he's home I eat meat.  Not tons, mind you.  Even though Craig enjoys things like pot roast and pork chops, he's also happy to eat meat free meals.  In order to prevent myself from becoming a short order cook, it's easier if we eat the same thing.  Although, it's not that hard to adapt meals to appease both of our palates.

The more I eat a vegetarian centered diet, the more I want to take the leap and label myself a vegetarian.  Except, I don't really like labels and I certainly don't want to back myself into a corner.  What if there's bacon and I really want some?  What if we're at someone's house and they serve meat?  I don't want to be rude.  And I also really love bacon.

As you can see, this is quite a dilemma.

I think for now, I'll keep on eating my 98% vegetarian diet, breaking only for the occasional piece of salty, crispy bacon (ooh, and Cuban sandwiches!) and whatever may be served to me at another person's house.

Oh, I almost forgot....in my post from last Friday (aka April Fool's Day) I actually did put a little April Fool's joke at the end of my post.    I wrote: " Time to put tonight's dinner in the oven:  pot roast!"

No one caught on.  Boo hoo for me.

I guess I'm not as clever as I think I am!  ;)


Hilary said...

I have friends that go vegan and almost raw every summer. With the amount of fresh produce available and cheap they say its easy. I have always been tempted, but like you bacon and smores suck me in every time.

Alison said...

I forgot about marshmallows!
I'm happier being label-less, but I sure do love veggies.


Sarah said...

I go back and forth between wanting to be vegetarian, wanting to be vegan, and then eating a huge cheeseburger with a glass of milk. I have figured out that I can't put a label on what I want to be, so I am just going to roll with how I feel. And I agree...bacon is too good to give up! :)

Preacher Mama said...

Here's an excerpt from a column I wrote last year, which will solve once and for all your vegetarian vascillations:

A few weeks ago, a guest preacher at our church talked about vegetarianism.

That wasn't the main part of his sermon, but it's what I remember. He said 4.5 million people in America call themselves vegetarians and that vegetarianism is on the upswing.

We're likin' our veggies.

He talked about the varying degrees of vegetarianism, beginning with vegans who don't eat anything even remotely associated with animals. Hardcore vegans don't even eat Jell-O because gelatin is made from animal collagen, and some don't wear leather or fur.

Lacto-vegetarians drink milk and eat cheese, and lacto-ovo-vegetarians drink milk and eat eggs.

Pola-vegetarians drink milk, eat chicken, cheese and eggs, and pesca-vegetarians prefer Atlantic salmon or a nice Chilean sea bass with their cheese omelet and pudding for dessert - and pola-pesca-vegetarians load their plates with fried chicken and catfish along with mac and cheese at the buffet at the Golden Corral on Sunday afternoons.

The preacher said he was a "thelo" vegetarian, thelo being a Greek word for "I wish" or "I want." He said he was a vegetarian except when he wanted a thick, juicy steak.

That's the kind of vegetarian I am.

One of my favorite dinners is a huge plate of sauteed shredded carrots, sliced mushrooms and diced sweet onion seasoned with red pepper flakes and garlic, served over rice.

But I love a slab of beef cooked medium rare.

The preacher likened his (and my) way of living the vegetarian life to the way many of us live the Christian life. We say, "I'm a Christian, but I want to live the way I want to live. I want to follow Jesus, except when I don't."


Alison said...

Wow mom, that required a whole lot of thought. I'm not a fan of labels, but I think I'll call myself a lacto-ovo-salty-pork-product-vegetarian.