The Spirit Is Willing

The spirit is indeed willing, but the flesh is just so freakin' yummy.  I've had a few lapses in my vegetarianism lately.  First, I gave into a guilty pleasure: Wendy's chili, chips and cheese.   But you have to get it made the right way: they put the tortilla chips in the thingie they use for the baked potatoes; then they ladle the chili on; and then they ladle on the melted cheese.  Some Wendy's give you a cup of chili with shredded cheese on top and a bag of tortilla chips on the side.  Not good.  The one at the student center does it the right way (that's where I got hooked) and I gave into temptation one day during the last week of classes.

I also had their version of chicken nuggets that day.  I suppose they're technically meat, but they sure didn't taste much like chicken, or any kind of meat, for that matter, and the consistency didn't seem like chicken/meat.  But I imagine something in those nuggets came from somewhere on a chicken, so that's another lapse.

Then, another guilty pleasure the other day: I ate the other white meat when I had a coupla slices of pepperoni pizza.  It was good, but not worth it bc it was not Roma's pizza - it came from a place that delivers bc neither Kevin nor I were about to get off our butts to go pick up a pie from Roma's - and it just wasn't as good.  It woulda been totally worth it if it had come from Roma's.

I'm purposely lapsing until I get the hang of this veggie business.  I've felt so tired, which really annoys me bc then I have less time and energy and inclination to do stuff and so get less stuff done.  I'll blame the tiredness on lack of iron (not on, say, just me being lazy).  If only speed were legal.

Maybe January woulda been a better time to try this veggie stuff on for size; I'd have more time then to look into veggism and find some standard veggie recipes to eat and cook.

Christmas dinner was looking like yer standard turkey, especially since we have one sitting in the freezer, but Kevin's got an inkling to cook some kind of roast.  I think it was a beef rib roast he wanted to do.  He did all of the Thanksgiving cooking, so I said I'd do Christmas, but he's kinda taking that over.  Hmmm.  Maybe he doesn't like my cooking after all?  And I'm figuring this out just now?  Anyway, I'll be lapsing again on Christmas day when I dig into whatever it is he's making.  Suppose it won't be a very Merry Christmas for at least one cow.

Comments

[Kevin]

I know, I'll make a roast for me, and you can have some leaves & bark or whatever.

Seriously, if a roast is too much red meat, let me know now, because I'm planning to pick it up after work today. If you really don't want to eat meat for Christmas, I'll make a nice sea bass or something. Or I'll let you cook. I love your cooking. But I know it's probably too late to defrost the turkey now.

Maybe you should think about eating meat in terms of number of lives. That way, you would only eat really big things. Just think, if you had the shrimp platter at Charlie Brown's the other day, that would have equated to 24 shrimp lives. If you eat a roast at Christmas, that's only a small fraction of a life. Is the life of a cow worth like 50,000 shrimp lives? I don't know what the true ratio would be, obviously, in terms of how many meals each one can provide. The point is, that if you stick to dumb animals, you're generally taking about small animals, and consequently more lives.

What's a really big, really dumb animal. Those are the ones you should eat.

[Annie]

Hey Bun, Go ahead and make a roast...I'll gnaw on the Christmas Chree. Me and Smudgie...we'll eat the pine needles.

Naw, make the roast and it'll be a planned lapse. The business about going veggie is bco, at least in part, the pain and suffering of the animals. I guess you could say that one cow's pain and suffering is less than 50,000 shrimps' pain and suffering. I'm guessing here that cows are smarter and more sensitive than shrimps.

Elephants are big. Isn't there some saying about eating an elephant one bite at a time? But elephants aren't dumb; to the contrary.

What's a really big, dumb animal, you ask. Does that include people?

You know, I'm not crazy about sea bass, although I've only had it a few times. I know people love it, but I haven't really taken to it. It doesn't seem very flavorful to me; maybe I'm missing something.

So, bottom line, make the roast and don't worry about it.