Daily Feature
October is Vegetarian Awareness Month, and I published a couple of posts on Vegetarianism in light of this fact.
The posts attracted a couple of passionate responses from readers of the Accidental Travel Writer.
Erik Taylor (pictured) lives in Kapa’a, Hawaii, in the United States. He is a regular readers and an occasional contributor to the Accidental Travel Writer. He read my two posts on vegetarianism and submitted the following post.
A Personal Choice
Personally, I believe we can all make the choices that are best for us in our own personal lives.
If someone feels that they live a better life by only eating vegetarian or even the more hardcore vegan, good for them. However, my biggest issue with both of those who choose a mostly or all vegetable diet is when those individuals feel they need to “convert” the rest of the world to their way of thinking.
These people are perhaps the most annoying.
I took a challenge one time to make an all vegetarian meal for some vegetarian friends. I bought a couple of cookbooks and prepared several dishes. This was quite and undertaking. All the ingredients were organic and fresh.
One of my guests complained that I made one pasta dish and that pasta was an inconsiderate thing to order. Another guest complained that the food was too spicy for them. All in all, I made a total of eight dishes and had two full plates of a sampling of each dish prepared.
After the guests had departed and the dishes were all washed and put away, I was still hungry. I could not believe the amount of food I consumed and was still hungry. I made myself a turkey sandwich and finally felt like I had eaten something substantial.
Blood Type O
Since that time, I have learned I am blood type O – that makes me a poor candidate for living a vegetarian or vegan lifestyle. My body will always crave and need good natural sources of protein. So I just try to eat as balanced and healthy a diet as I can.
I have lost 50 lbs this way, and I haven’t really changed what I eat. I have just have been more conscious about how and when I eat.
Those individuals who complained about my cooking have never been asked back to my house for another meal.
The moral of the story is, you cannot please everyone so focus on only those who can be.
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