Hot Topic: Why I do not eat carcass

I could cite many reasons that I do not eat meat. I could tell you the terrible things that happen in slaughter houses. I do not use that as an argument because unlike many other vegetarians, I have deliberately chosen not to research that subject. I don’t want to know.  I could tell you I stopped eating meat for the environment. I once heard a statistic that if everyone went meatless one day a week it would somehow cut down on global warming. Whatever. My reasons are purely selfish, nothing political or noble here.

I have not always been a vegetarian. I made several attempts to kick the meat habit before I finally gave it up for good in 2007. The first time I wanted to stop eating meat there was a major uproar from Ric. Something along the lines of “who will share a Crave Case from White Castle with me?”.  We were driving home from St. Louis and the fight ended in Sullivan, MO at Hardees. I only remember buying the biggest “Thickburger” (as I gag while typing that) and shoving as much of it as I could into my mouth as quickly as possible. I showed him. Sidenote: I am more than aware that we fight over ridiculous things.

The second time I quit meat was when I was trying to lose weight. It lasted two weeks. I lost weight, but was so hungry I took it up again.

The third and final time I stopped eating carcass was after the birth of my middle son. I stopped eating meat and low and behold I felt like a new person. I actually felt 100% better. I didn’t feel bad before, but I felt infinitely better after I discontinued the consumption of dead animal flesh.

After this discovery I was a bit in the closet about my new lifestyle. I remember going out to eat with Ric, the kids and some friends and Ric informed the waitress I was a vegetarian. I indignantely replied “I’m not a vegetarian. I just don’t eat meat. By choice”.

Then there was the awkward dinner invite to a friend’s house.  Oh, chicken and rice? Awesome. I would pretend to be full and give Ric my chicken and he graciously covered for me, rolling his eyes the entire time.

During this whole in-denial-about-my-food-choices time, I constantly said, “It’s nothing political. If Ric took me to Flame (which makes the best steak in Springfield) I would gladly eat a fillet. Well, when that time came I ate my cow on a plate. Guess what. It made me sick. My stomach hurt for about 3 hours afterward. I discovered something else: along the way I had eventually stopped liking the taste of meat.

I now feast on vegetable burgers. Fuddruckers makes an incredible one. I love them because they don’t have that meat taste I used to always try to cover up with condiments. And I don’t get a debilitating stomachache.

The rest of my clan are carnivores and I still feed them their daily ration of bird, cow and pig. They would revolt if I did otherwise. When we go to someone’s house that serves meat Ric delicately says, “She’s a vegan” with that same eyeroll. I then say, “I’m NOT a vegan. I am just a vegetarian.” It’s our little routine and it makes people laugh, so then I’m not so self conscious about it.

It’s not for everyone. I get that. It has improved my life, though.  I can honestly say I do not miss meat in the least. I get my protien from other sources and I’m not at all deprived. And as for Ric’s Crave Case conundrum, our three carnivorous man children will gladly help him out.

 

One Reply to “Hot Topic: Why I do not eat carcass”

  1. way to go Corinn wish I could give it up tried but not successful
    enjoy reading these blogs

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