I was a vegetarian for about 10 years until I started eating meat again. After discovering I was allergic to soy my options became limited. My militant vegan friends learned to shut up about their holier than thou diets. I don't eat meat everyday and often switch to a vegan diet when I feel unwell. When I have people over I almost always have vegan, vegetarian and gluten free options for guests. I respect their choices (or health in the case of gluten) and ask them to do the same. It works.
For me, it is more about the quality of life and sustainability. I need to take life to sustain myself. I am comfortable with this now. I do what I can to give back and create more life. I take the parts of plants I don't eat and add it to my compost pile. It feeds worms, centipedes, millipedes, bacteria, fungi, sow bugs, ants, spiders, earwigs, etc. They love me. In turn, I get a rich soil that will hopefully produce some yummy veggies this summer.
Although I think I will need to cut down a tree that is shading my little garden. This makes me sad. I love the tree. It is an invasive species that I couldn't sacrifice when I first discovered it. (and I tried) It was a little sapling growing in the space between two fences. It came back. It is stubbornly beautiful and now I can't bring myself to remove it. It has pushed it way through a chain link fence and has healed around it. This tree really wants to be here. When it goes, I think it will be time to move.
But to get back to the point. I think people who get angry over meat juice touching are just looking for confrontation. Vegans know they're different and those who make a scene, just want to draw attention to themselves. This is the reality of every BBQ I go to and the grill master must learn to accommodate these wishes or add to the drama. And who wants drama at a BBQ, you should be having fun.
Is it normal to be completely annoyed of vegans and PETA?
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I was a vegetarian for about 10 years until I started eating meat again. After discovering I was allergic to soy my options became limited. My militant vegan friends learned to shut up about their holier than thou diets. I don't eat meat everyday and often switch to a vegan diet when I feel unwell. When I have people over I almost always have vegan, vegetarian and gluten free options for guests. I respect their choices (or health in the case of gluten) and ask them to do the same. It works.
For me, it is more about the quality of life and sustainability. I need to take life to sustain myself. I am comfortable with this now. I do what I can to give back and create more life. I take the parts of plants I don't eat and add it to my compost pile. It feeds worms, centipedes, millipedes, bacteria, fungi, sow bugs, ants, spiders, earwigs, etc. They love me. In turn, I get a rich soil that will hopefully produce some yummy veggies this summer.
Although I think I will need to cut down a tree that is shading my little garden. This makes me sad. I love the tree. It is an invasive species that I couldn't sacrifice when I first discovered it. (and I tried) It was a little sapling growing in the space between two fences. It came back. It is stubbornly beautiful and now I can't bring myself to remove it. It has pushed it way through a chain link fence and has healed around it. This tree really wants to be here. When it goes, I think it will be time to move.
But to get back to the point. I think people who get angry over meat juice touching are just looking for confrontation. Vegans know they're different and those who make a scene, just want to draw attention to themselves. This is the reality of every BBQ I go to and the grill master must learn to accommodate these wishes or add to the drama. And who wants drama at a BBQ, you should be having fun.