"What the hell is that weird-looking shit on your plate, Jim-Bob?"
"That's zucchini and tomato lasagna with cashew herb cheese with a side of crispy tofu nuggets, bro."
"Oh... You decided to turn into a vegetarian, huh?"
"Nah, I just felt like skipping my dose of bovine growth hormone, ketamine, and slaughter house faecal spray today. What you gonna get? The ground pig snouts and feet, or the mutant chicken wings seasoned with antibiotics?"
Your views on different types of meat aren't unreasonable, but peoples' food choices are fucking boring, and anyone who questions your choices is fucking nosy and deserves the most absurd response you can think of.
I did know that. My father used to eat them when I was a kid. He also enjoyed tongue, but I could never get past the look of it. (Strangely, I liked liver as a kid, which I suppose is pretty weird.)
When it comes down to it, what we like and dislike is a cultural, learned thing. If I was literally starving and the only food available was pickled trotters and tongue, I'm sure I'd eat them.
Its it odd to be half vegetarian?
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Seems to me a pretty simple "problem" to solve:
"What the hell is that weird-looking shit on your plate, Jim-Bob?"
"That's zucchini and tomato lasagna with cashew herb cheese with a side of crispy tofu nuggets, bro."
"Oh... You decided to turn into a vegetarian, huh?"
"Nah, I just felt like skipping my dose of bovine growth hormone, ketamine, and slaughter house faecal spray today. What you gonna get? The ground pig snouts and feet, or the mutant chicken wings seasoned with antibiotics?"
Your views on different types of meat aren't unreasonable, but peoples' food choices are fucking boring, and anyone who questions your choices is fucking nosy and deserves the most absurd response you can think of.
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I agree.
but did you know pigs feet are popular in some cultures
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I did know that. My father used to eat them when I was a kid. He also enjoyed tongue, but I could never get past the look of it. (Strangely, I liked liver as a kid, which I suppose is pretty weird.)
When it comes down to it, what we like and dislike is a cultural, learned thing. If I was literally starving and the only food available was pickled trotters and tongue, I'm sure I'd eat them.