Veg and Two Veg

So I realised with something of a shock today that I’m coming up on three weeks since I last partook of beast or fish.

I was worried that a serious steak-craving would set in around ten days, but the whole thing has been so painless that I didn’t even notice how long it had been.

There are still adjustments to be made, for sure. I’ve invested in a vegetarian cookbook, simply because my entire frame of reference for meal preparation over the past 8 years (ever since I had a kitchen of my own and the curiosity to experiment in it) has been based around meat dishes; more often than not some kind of “standard” meat-and-two-veg combination.

Without a little study and inspiration, I’m worried that this habit will continue and I’ll end up eating 1001 different combinations of (variously marinated tofu)-and-two-veg. That would get dull quickly.

And no, so far I’ve not even been tempted by anything meaty. The only time I came close was in the office cafeteria the other day, when I wandered past something involving duck leg. “Ooh, duck!” said my primitive lizard-brain, but then I looked closer and remembered how mass-farmed/catered duck always offers the promise of succulent, flavoursome bird-meat but provides the reality of tough stringy “generic protein”. Bleuch. At least tofu doesn’t have sinews which get stuck in your teeth…

And I feel so much healthier having cut the meat out! Over the past year I’ve found myself feeling more and more lethargic and out-of-sorts. But in the last three weeks, my energy levels have increased hugely. I feel less dopey, no longer suffer from weird painful hunger-pangs at odd times and feel so much more satisfied when I do eat.

And no, vegetarians are not necessarily anaemic or protein-deficient. But I’ll cover that stuff in another post.

So, yeah, good riddance to American meat. I don’t exactly what it is about the industrial farmsteads, slaughter-houses and packing plants, but something really bad is coming out of the whole process. If I ever eat meat in America again (ie. if a steak-craving springs up at some point), it will be from an organic supplier who personally knows the farmer who grew it.

In other news (I’ll also post more about this later), I should have the keys to my new SF apartment (the “perfect location” of posts past) next week, and I’ll probably be moving my furniture up the week after that. Roll on life in the city!

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