Mea Culpa

Well, it wouldn’t be an honest reflection of my trials and tribulations of being new to vegetarianism if I didn’t admit to slipping.  Yep…I did.  A couple of times.  Once when I was in Florida – it was when  my brother took me to his navy base officers club for trivia night and we had chicken wings and draft beer.  They were good.  I had eight wings.  I didn’t want to do the “I can’t eat that cuz I’m a vegetarian” thing.  Too early in the game –  so I ate them.

The next time was at another restaurant with a poor vegetarian selection.  I ate crappy calamari, which was like eating rubber bands.  Do I feel bad?  Not really 100% bad…just a little.  Look, I’m trying!  I never said I was perfect.  And it is a progression as much as an attitude.  Right now, my main food concerns are the poisons going into my food and the ecological disaster that factory farming creates.  Though I do feel bad at how the animals are treated, I’m doing this more for my health and as my own way of protesting what’s going on in the food industry.  I suppose that makes me more at risk of slipping.  I need to get more into the animal welfare thought process.  I know when I think of how they’re treated, I feel horrified, but it’s not the first thing that comes to mind.  I’ll need to change that.  In the meantime, please forgive my slippage. 

Guilt, sweet guilt

I just got back from visiting with my folks in Jacksonville, FL.  We had a great time, but I knew my newfound vegetarianism would be uncomfortable for my mom.  She derives enjoyment from cooking and most especially when family is in town.  She prepares lovely meals, some of them our family legacy such as chicken and noodles or ham, potatoes and cabbage.  I knew that my being vegetarian would be taking away something special.  It would take away hours of her planning what she’d fix and what to buy at the store. Not only that, it takes away that sense of nurturing that a mother gets from feeding her family.  It takes away the “that was real good, mama.”  Man, did I feel guilty!  However, I told her we’d go shopping when I got to town.

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My parents are in their early 80’s and live on a modest retirement income.  We hit the stores in my mom’s local circuit – Walmart, Winn Dixie & Target.

mom and dad at Walmart

Where I live, I only have only found a few meat replacement options I like, but Yves makes some decent hamburger replacement and Veggie Patch makes some awesome veggie burgers so between my vegetable meals I can add meat replacers from time to time.  For this trip I opted to try to stay as close to what Mom was cooking as possible, meaning that most meals contained meat replacers.   They ate hamburgers and hot dogs, so did I.  They made lasagna, so did I.  We co-existed peacefully…but I missed my veggie meals.  There’s nothing better than steamed broccoli with broccoli gravy.  That’s where I puree some broccoli with a bit of butter and cheese and pour it over the rest of the broccoli.  Yeah, I missed just eating vegetables – but you gotta do what you gotta do, and I was really happy with the variety of great tasting meat replacement foods I found at the local stores.

Every once in a while I asked the family to try my “meat”.  Dad, at first, was adamant, “I eat meat!” But as the days passed, he took bites of the veggie Italian sausage and the veggie burger.  Mom was an easier sell.  I think she was curious to find out if the non-meat tasted any good.  She was quite surprise when she realized that most of what I ate tasted very similar to the real thing,.  I was going to try to get them to do a Meat Free Monday, but the idea was still too new.  I’ll try to get them into it the next trip down.  My brother just returned from being stationed in Bahrain, and lives across the street from my parents.  I think my brother and his family would go along with a meat-free Monday…so I just need to work on Dad….

Dad looking intimidating!

Dad looking intimidating!

He’s actually quite a pussy cat…but he’ll need some charming to agree to Meat Free Monday.  That’s okay, I have a few months to work on him!