GLH and I have started on a whole new adventure. We are becoming vegetarians.
Well, let me rephrase that.
I am becoming a vegetarian. I am dragging GLH along, with some grimacing on his part, because I do the bulk of the grocery shopping and the cooking. So he doesn't have all that much choice in the matter.
Why are we doing this?
Well, because eating meat makes me sick.
No, I don't have any moral compunctions against meat. I do not get sick thinking about the sweet, little animals. I am even fine with the whole butchering concept.
But for the last 2-3 years I have started to notice that I am losing the taste for meat. And in the last year, I have been feeling distinctly unwell after most meals that involve meat. Especially beef or pork. But even sometimes chicken or fish, if I have more than a few bites.
So I've been experimenting and have discovered that on days that I eat only vegetarian food, I feel much better than on days when I am a carnivore.
Decision made. Vegetarianism it is.
And I am certain that GLH will grow more enthusiastic about our new adventure as time goes on!