I may lose friends over this.
Experimental cooking could potentially get REALLY interesting.
Hangover meals will have to be completely rethought, and the Jucy Lucy tour may need to take a break.
I’m thisclose to deciding to give up meat for Lent. I am still considering the details and the rules (red meat vs. seafood vs. poultry; timing, exceptions), but I’m considering them.
I keep wanting to make major lifestyle improvements, and this of course includes eating habits. Sometimes the best way to do overhauls is to just quit cold turkey (no pun intended). I’m on a mission to revitalize and refocus my life. It seems as though the conscious sacrifice of something I not only love but is a total habit in my life would be a nice little jump-start to a new perspective. Also, I’ve been making some bad personal decisions and could really use an exercise in self-discipline.
But meat? Where did this thought even come from? I am SUCH a carnivore. I like my steaks pink, burgers juicy, and believe bacon could have a place at every meal. Can I do this? Should I do this?
I’m so curious as to the kinds of questions this could answer: Could I be satisfied with substitutes for protein and iron? Would I miss it? Will I feel healthier? My veggie friends rave about their energy levels and how fresh and light and fantastic they feel as they frolic through rainbows and flowers. Or something. Could I feel this way, too?
I should note that I am zero percent Catholic and only vaguely religious, so I recognize that I’m jumping on an old tradition in the name of personal betterment. God would dig that though, right? That being said, since I don’t practice Catholic anything, I’ve never given anything up for Lent because I a) didn’t have to and b) didn’t want to. But the idea of self-sacrifice is intriguing and I wonder if this might be an interesting little experiment.
I’ll let you know what I decide.