Happy Belated Bastille Day!!!
Yesterday started with a standard bowl of oats:
Yesterday was Bastille Day, so I decided to make something associated with France for dinner. (Note: I LOVE France and most things French). Chicken Cordon Bleu seemed perfect! I also made Ellie Kreiger’s Green Bean Salad.
So as I was cooking, I was thinking… I can’t remember the last time I cooked chicken. Or pork, for that matter. And as I kept thinking, I realized that I probably only eat meat once or twice a week now. (I’m not counting fish, although I don’t eat that very often any more, either).
A few months ago, I was told about the Blood Type Diet, which says that your blood type and dietary needs are based on where your ancestors lived, etc, etc. I don’t know about the history part, but someone did tell me something that made sense, something along the lines of people with my blood type lacking the acid in our bloodstream and systems to efficiently break down meats, so they turn into fat. (I am A+). That part sounded more scientific and made a little more sense, so I tried it. And without realizing it, I stopped eating meat for most of the time.
Weird! I have always toyed with going vegetarian for ethical reasons. I am such a huge animal lover, and sometimes when I think about meat, it does gross me out. Or I can remember times that I’ve been eating (and enjoying) a cheeseburger and getting nauseous right there in the middle of it. Last year I took a group of kids to volunteer at a farm animal sanctuary and I went vegetarian for almost three weeks without thinking twice about it. But I’ve never been able to stick to it.
I actually have a friend, Demi, who just started eating meat again after three years. She told me she became a vegetarian as a challenge to herself, to see how long she could go without eating meat. Anyone else ever hear of this? I found it fascinating. Demi is a unique and hysterical girl, so I guess it makes sense that she was a vegetarian for a reason I’ve never heard of before. And as she was going through her college graduation festivities, she realized she missed hotdogs, and is back to eating meat. I feel like that’s like giving up drinking for three years and going back for Naddy Ice, but whatever floats your boat. I think her decision and her resolve to stick with it merely for the sake of challenging herself is quite impressive!
Since I stopped eating a lot of meat, I’ve noticed a big change in how I feel. I have more energy, less digestive problems, and I am running faster. I crave chickpeas, beans, eggs, and tofu. Could it be that I’m really not built to be a meat-eater? Or have I just reconditioned my body? Also, there’s the whole food chain thing. Cavemen ate meat, so I’m thinking its pretty natural, but I know vegetarians have an argument for this one, as well, I just don’t know what it is yet.
I know I could give up chicken and pork chops no sweat. Bacon/pork roll/proscuitto/etc… that’s a tough one. Steak… also tough. I still have days here and there when I just want a steak. But even as I type this, I’m conflicted. I would like the reason that I give up meat (even if its not 100% of the time) to be ethical, but it seems that I’m doing it for health reasons, and I feel like a big fake almost-vegetarian. And is being an almost-vegetarian enough to make a difference?
Curious about your thoughts here, bloggies! Are you a vegetarian? Vegan? What are your reasons? If you are a meat-eater, what are your reasons for being carnivorous?