I throw my hands up... Figuratively, well...and literally.

>> Monday, August 20, 2007

So, far the past 7 years, we (C. and I) have abstained from meat. (We eat fish.)

We've endured people admonishing us regarding this personal choice.
We've heard people say, "I could do that...but wouldn't."
We've heard people say, "You CAN'T EXIST WITHOUT meat!"
We've heard people tell stories about cavemen.
We've heard about how "men need meat."
It's gotten old.

At every cookout, dinner with new friends, breakfasts, restaurants - you name it, we've had to explain that "no, we don't want the side of bacon, sausage patties or sausage links." And, "Yes, I want a egg mcmuffin with no sausage, bacon or whatever. JUST EGG AND CHEESE."
So, all this said - living in MX is tough.
Options for meatless eaters who hate to cook because it's too hot are slim.
There is no morning star here.
Hardly any Boca. It's bad.
So, we're eating some meat. Slowly.
My goal is to eat it every month. (maybe.)
I still hate pork. I don't want to eat chicken. And I will never, ever eat a hot dog. (Blech.)
So, in an effort to take care of my body's protein's needs, I am going to attempt to include some meat. Maybe. Maybe.
Hear me now: I will go back to a meatless life as SOON as I get back to the States. I will. Amen.

(C. will, too.)


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