At one point in my life I used the word “honestly” often in conversation. I never noticed the amount of times I used it until someone pointed it out. I then became hyper sensitive to my usage of the word, and began analyzing why and how it had infiltrated my vocabulary. Breaking the habit of over using the word “honestly” was rather difficult at first. I would find myself stumbling for words, and going into long tirades for the sake of avoiding the word. I feel for the those who were on the receiving end of my comical dance around honestly. Many months later, my communication has return to a natural flow, and if I use honestly it is effective and to the point, and not over saturated at the cost of losing its meaning.
I am 8 days into my vegetarian lifestyle, and meat is to my diet as honestly was to my speech - always there, hardly noticed, and not made a “thing” until I took a deeper look at it. In fact, I started this month with an air of cockiness. For me, I didn’t think giving up meat would be a problem because it is not an obsessive part of my life. Instead, I thought this month would be a walk in the part and a bit of a check mark before the full force dedication of veganism next month. My cockiness was so inflated that I attached additional rules to my vegetarian diet. I felt like I needed to make it a real challenge. I made the decision that I would have to get my groceries from the actual grocery store. Thus, nobody would ever be able to say.. “I can’t be a vegetarian because I don’t have the same access to good food as you do.” Instead, I am putting myself in the shoes of the average American shopping at a conventional grocery store. I believe I deserve a face palm over this decision, because it has yielded my desired result – a challenge!
The first few days of the month, I didn’t have time to venture to the grocery store (keep in mind that I am 45 minutes away from one), so I ate out for every meal. In my attempt to avoid meat, I ate more funk food than I have in a year’s time prior. I had French fries, vegetarian pizza, onion rings, and all sorts of fried deliciousness. I had to avoid the salad because I am in the Midwest where a salad is not a salad unless it has a lb of meat on it! After 3 days of this assault, my body was starting to scream for something a bit more beneficial, and I had to make the time for grocery shopping.
I have chosen Hy-Vee as my grocery store of choice during this adventure because a. they have an organic health market section b. they are employee owned c. they are fairly accessible in the Midwest. So what happened when I got to the store? I succumbed to impulse buys and the lure of “value added” products. I spent $85 and got home with hardly anything to make a meal from and lots of snack items. I did buy a lb of baby romaine, and this was my only saving grace to get me through a few days without having to go back. Fiona and I ate lots of peanut butter on toast, yogurt, and salads over those few days. (Disclaimer: Fiona is not following a complete vegetarian diet at this time.. her father is an unwavering carnivore so when she is at his house she gets plenty of meat). As the norm, I am not one to keep value added products in my house. Traditionally, I have lots of produce, a freezer full of meat, and all the required items if I want to make something. I make my own bread, pizza, juices, pastries, and so on and so forth. However, something about now being a vegetarian and shopping at the store has played with my head a bit. I am putting so much time into “avoiding” meat and shopping for food that doesn’t have it in it, that my natural flow of preparing/ cooking/ eating has been thrown for a loop. My second trip to the grocery store yielded more of the same. I spent $56.00 and got mostly processed foods (see the above picture). I have now realized that if I don’t make a conscience effort to retain my core food values that I will become a vegetarian at the cost I am not willing to pay- my love of food. Also, it seems to be financially pricey and much less fulfilling to remove the creativeness from my dinner table.
Now that I have regrouped, we shall see what next week brings. Hopefully, I will be able to resort back to my before vegetarian core values of food without frills in which the star of the show is the texture, flavor, and spice, and not the speed at which it is ready to consume! Food prepared Honestly! ;-)
Cheers and Happy Eats!
Lucinda
Go Lucinda! You can do it! But eat the waffles, first!
ReplyDeleteI love Kombucha. Is that the passionfruit flavor? See, I had to start making my own because at 2.97 a pop, well, holy crap.
When I made kombucha, I had to keep a pet SCOBY. I named him Ed. I'm not sure what happened to him.
I get why you are doing it. But why are you do it?! Just kidding. I love meat too much. I miss it if I don't have it for one meal, let alone 90 meals. Best of luck my dear. I do not envy your punishment of choice.
ReplyDeleteAte the waffles. They were fantastic. Well- not really. Progress though, updated post coming soon.
ReplyDeleteEd- where is Ed? Can you resurrect him?