Still here, people.
Here was yesterday’s menu:
Breakfast: Special K again
Lunch: Subway “Veggie Delite”
Supper: Christina’s delicious homemade bean soup with sausage removed
Yesterday was always going to be tough, as I spent all day down at the Lake, first meeting with a client and then doing Big Surf stuff. Hence the Altoids – my preferred method of remaining awake while driving for three hours. (That and listening to This American Life podcasts.) I was expecting a barrelful of mockery from my friends and colleagues at the waterpark, but they hid their sniggers well. I like Subway sandwiches, but unsurprisingly I usually have ’em groaning with meat. The Veggie Delite really wasn’t bad at all. It’s a simple concept: every non-meat item on the Subway menu is stuffed between two bits of bread. There were black olives and Jalapeno peppers flying everywhere. I admit I did eye Darin’s meatball marinana with some degree of wistful longing, but not as much as I would have expected.
Supper was delicious, all the more so for being eaten after the children had gone to bed, watching Weeds on DVD from Netflix. (We had a temporary halt in our viewing while my parents were here. If you’ve watched the show, you’ll know why.) I always thought that the kielbasa sausage that I mournfully scooped out was the best thing about the soup, but it turns out I was wrong. I loved every beany mouthful.
For all that the day was satisfying enough from a gastronomic point of view, this whole no-meat lark has started to get me down. At some point during the evening I opened the fridge and my gaze fell upon a plate of ham, and there was something unsettlingly visceral in my desire to stuff the lot into my gob. Perhaps two days without meat has caused some strange chemical imbalance inside me. Aren’t I supposed to be feeling healthier? I just feel a bit sad.
Stick to it. All of those voices in your head are the hormone injections they give the animals. There will come a time when all that stuff is out of your body and meat will not be as appealing. The toughest parts of going veggie are finding good food while going to restaurants. Columbia and mid Missouri in general have a lack of good vegetarian choices. If you want quick food, about the only choice is a Veggie Delight from Subway. The Main Squeeze has some good stuff and they are great source of ideas on meals to make with veggie flesh. I have to say that the Allen ladies are in heaven because Raleigh is filled with great vegetarian choices compared to here in Columbia.
Lunch today was indeed @ The Main Squeeze, and very fine it was, too. Sunday’s going to be interesting. We’re having supper at the in-laws, who won’t, I suspect, be especially impressed with this little quest I’m on.
Indeed. Good luck with the in-laws. Rural Missourians are particularity tough on vegetarians.
Yes, rural Missourians shoot and eat vegetarians.
Alex, I think Darin has probably told you that we are members of PETA…People Eating Tasty Animals…
I’m pretty sure that “I loved every beany mouthful” is the funniest thing I’ve ever read in a blog posting.