JavaJennifer

 

There’s an old cliché that in time, we all become our mother.   To some that would be a fate worse than death.  For me, I find that in the ways I become like my mom, I am grateful for.

My mother has been a vegetarian for over 10 years which took her already extraordinary skills in the kitchen to meteoric heights, even as my own cooking borders on the inedible.  It’s not that I can’t cook, but rather that when I do; it requires super-human effort and usually half of a bottle of wine.

I was also a vegetarian for the 5 years prior to my having met he who shall not be named.  The impetus then was that I’d seen a dead squirrel in the road and even though I don’t come from squirrel eating stock, there was something about it that made me think that if it’s not ok to eat a dead squirrel, then why is it “ok” to eat a dead chicken, cow or pig? So, I thought maybe it wasn’t ok and just like that, snap, I was a lacto-ovo vegetarian.

Over the weekend, I read the book Skinny Bitch by Rory Freedman and Kim Barnouin which makes several compelling arguments for the vegan movement (vegan is 100% vegetarian; nothing with a face, no dairy).  Giving up meat was something I knew I could do, having done it before but giving up dairy is something I may have to work up to.  The problem with reading this book and Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser is now that I have some awareness as to how that bacon cheeseburger made it to 5 Guys, I can’t in any good conscious continue to eat meat.

That said, like college sports, boxers or briefs, everyone has an opinion.

The only thing more amusing than watching me ping-pong around in a grocery store, is watching me ping-pong around in a grocery store trying to buy organic and vegan.  On the upside, I made a terrific faux-chicken noodle soup with coconut oil, veggies, brown rice pasta and fake chicken.   I also made fresh guacamole with two avocados that were picked fresh from my friends backyard when I was in Florida over the weekend.  It turns out that the place where I’ve been making coffee is actually something called a kitchen.

Still, I am JavaJennifer and JavaJennifer likes her coffee with half-n-half.  Which does come from cows.   The vegan movement is anti-coffee too.  So I may be the first coffee-with-cream-vegetarian.  

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