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Thanksgiving redux
Nov. 27th, 2006 08:08 pmWhen asked to describe my Thanksgiving weekend, I've said something like: "I ate and drank my way to oblivion." That's pretty much true.
I gave up eating poultry last January and I have never looked back. It wasn't such a huge sacrifice, to be honest, because I didn't eat all that much to begin with. It had been years since I'd had any beef, pork, or lamb, etc. I never really liked the taste/texture of meat anyway. So really, my only intake of animal flesh (from the land and sky) was via the unidentified mystery sausages and cold cuts from the Russian deli. And frankly, those mystery cold cuts is the only thing I ever occasionally miss about meat. (Though I did enjoy turkey, esp. at Thanksgiving!)
But you should have heard some people fussing when I told them I was going to cut out poultry and make a conscious effort to steer clear of the mystery meats. "Wah wah, what about protein?" Well, what ABOUT protein? Did I eat that much before? No, no I didn't. Meanwhile, I have continued to ingest dairy, as well as fish, fish eggs, sprats, and gummy animals: all great sources of protein.
So, to make a long story short, I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I had wondered if I would have a hard time not eating the turkey, but it wasn't an issue at all. I wasn't even tempted. On the day itself, I gorged on sweet potatoes with bourbon, sauerkraut, pumpkin blini, and cranberry sauce, washing it all down with cranberry vodka. And I refrained from lecturing about the fact that everyone should adopt a turkey rather than eating one. I'm not quite at that level of activism — yet.
I gave up eating poultry last January and I have never looked back. It wasn't such a huge sacrifice, to be honest, because I didn't eat all that much to begin with. It had been years since I'd had any beef, pork, or lamb, etc. I never really liked the taste/texture of meat anyway. So really, my only intake of animal flesh (from the land and sky) was via the unidentified mystery sausages and cold cuts from the Russian deli. And frankly, those mystery cold cuts is the only thing I ever occasionally miss about meat. (Though I did enjoy turkey, esp. at Thanksgiving!)
But you should have heard some people fussing when I told them I was going to cut out poultry and make a conscious effort to steer clear of the mystery meats. "Wah wah, what about protein?" Well, what ABOUT protein? Did I eat that much before? No, no I didn't. Meanwhile, I have continued to ingest dairy, as well as fish, fish eggs, sprats, and gummy animals: all great sources of protein.
So, to make a long story short, I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I had wondered if I would have a hard time not eating the turkey, but it wasn't an issue at all. I wasn't even tempted. On the day itself, I gorged on sweet potatoes with bourbon, sauerkraut, pumpkin blini, and cranberry sauce, washing it all down with cranberry vodka. And I refrained from lecturing about the fact that everyone should adopt a turkey rather than eating one. I'm not quite at that level of activism — yet.
