Eeeeeeeeeeew I ate meat

To the OP, Charley:

To me, a longstanding vegetarian, but with plenty of experience in a non-conducive environment: do the best you can. In this particular circumstance, I’d say the thing to focus on is the fact that your in-laws honored you enough to make the effort to make you feel welcome. By chance, it got switched, and perhaps made you think of your commitment to vegetarianism in a different light. By thinking that you have “gone beyond” your self-set parameters, by no fault of your own, you begin to see how it’s not just an issue of self-control, but of living in the world we all gotta be in.

Was it the transgression of your parameters that made you feel ill, or did you really feel sick to yer guts? A couple of times a year, I eat meat; always on the occasion of being served food and not wanting to make a big deal of it. And I usually get in a constipated state, if not outright sick. I don’t agonize over it, though. In this country, we’re very lucky to be able to make the choice. We have a plentiful food supply, and can quite easily choose what we want to eat to survive. That’s a very graceful situation.

That said, and having worked in restaurants: nothing’s perfect. If you’re a vegetarian in the USA, and you eat out, you are going to have to be somewhat flexible. That doesn’t mean capitulating to whatever’s available: you should always make restaurants aware that they should offer vegetarian fare. But when the kitchen is in full swing, they’re not gonna have time to cater to you, except in enlightened circumstances. The way I deal with it is to be kind ( kinda the underlying principle of the whole shebang), make people aware of the terms of vegetarianism, and then, if it still don’t fly, be very grateful that you get to eat at all. Plenty of folks on his earth don’t have the grace to get their belly full.

So, Charley, don’t worry too much. But, thank your in-laws for their effort, tell them how wonderful the meal was, and when, at their table, the right plate gets passed to you, you’ll amaze at it all the more.

Johnny L.A. wrote:

Not carcass, just toenail clippings. (Admittedly from dead mammals.)

You know, if it really bothers you, I could whip up some gelatin made from my and my dog’s toenail clippings.

–Tim

I’m going to ruin your day.

The gelatin in Jell-O, along with other products, is made by soaking hides, preferably cow, in a solution, mainly water, until this stuff /I can’t recall the chemical name/ oozes out. It is scraped off, placed in containers, heat dried, ground up and sold to places who need gelatin. The process is kind of gross, but most, if not all, of our gelatin is obtained that way.

I think it was a bit of both, to be honest. I’ve never been that strict about things like gelatin, in sweets and so on, and as I say, I do eat fish on occasion. (I maintain that this is because I am such a lousy cook, I’d starve otherwise). I think part of my shock over this is that my husband treats my whole approach to this as slightly silly. I gave up meat long before we met, and although he has never tried to influence me, he thinks I am inconsistent in my approach. Like I said, I set my boundaries and I can live with them!

As far as I know this is the first time I’ve eaten meat meat in seven years, and it took me aback. Thank you to everyone who shared sympathy - and you’re right, as problems go, it’s a good one to have.

Char “back to lurking now, then” ley.

Jodi, I think that I was trying to be kinda polite about it. Yes, the mouth has human skin cells & such & so when you swallow, you do swallow those. They are meat. Humans are meat. Cannibals & Mike Tyson eat humans…I just think that its absurd that something that is all meat cannot eat meat. I use to be vegan too. Im just happy that the discussion isn’t about oral sex or vaginatarianism yet.

If we’re not supposed to eat animals, why are they made out of meat?

::…ducks and runs…::

Homer/Tim, can I use that as a sig line? "You know, if it really bothers you, I could whip up some gelatin made from my and my dog’s toenail clippings.

–Tim"
I am still laughing. :slight_smile:

HUGS!
Sqrl

I am a vegetarian, and I cannot stomach shellfish. A woman brought a nice pasta and veggie salad to work and offered me some. After asking her twice is there was any meat or fish in it and getting a negative answer, I took one bite, which I proceeded to spit all over the table. When I said "I thought you said there was no fish in this, " she
replied “Oh, you can’t taste the little bit of CRAB I put in it.” This is the same person who got mad when they arrested her son for drunk driving “He wasn’t drinking at all. Just beer.” You wonder sometimes about people’s thought processes.

Last week I was at a trade show held at the Treasure Island Resort - a casino in Red Wing, MN. Spent the night in the hotel, ordered room service. Checked the menu carefully, got a vegetable pasta dish. Checked the ingredients twice – no meat listed.

Of course, it’s the midwest, so one must look for the hidden bacon in everything (bacon is a spice, you know). No bacon. Looks OK. Bite. OK, all vegies & pasta. Big bites, wolfing it down. WAIT! What’s this chewy stuff that looks like red peppers? Oh no, it’s ham!

Yuck! Meat is bad enough, but pig? Gross!

I felt sick for a full day – don’t know if it was psycho-somatic or not. They took the room service off my bill, but didn’t apologize.

So, beware, fellow vegwhatevers, beware of the midwest, and avoid the Treasure Island Resort.