|The Power of Beans!|
I opened the door - to find my hay guy! You know how there is someone you know from one place and when you see them somewhere else, it throws you? It also throws me because I have a major mojo crush on him. Unfortunately, he is in a happy relationship. Unfortunately for me, that is. I managed to stutter hello and he carted the plants to his van. He came back up and handed me two packages of frozen venison. "I thought it might be you," he boomed in his velvety deep voice. Sigh. I gave him a quick tour to introduce the recipients of his great hay. Then I blathered some more, then off he went. Sigh.
Then I eyeballed the venison. I have been wrestling with changing my diet to vegetarian. (A Lacto/Ovo/Vego, if you're into labels... *:-} ). I have been trying to winnow out all meat products from the freezer and have seesawed on raising meat chickens this year. Unfortunately, I have two friends who pleaded with me to raise some for them and I said yes. I don't want to go back on my word. Plus, I know how important it is to know where, how and why my food was grown/raised, and I have pontificated on this ad nauseum. I also do not want to put myself in a position that I find personally loathsome - that of being a hypocritical farmer. A vegetarian who raises animals for food. That puts a twist in my knickers like nobody's business.
The plan now (this would be, let's see, Plan X) is to eat mostly Lacto/Ovo/Vego until every speck of meat is gone and then make the change with a clear conscience. It will also give me time to arm my recipe box with lots of good, nourishing, healthy LOV recipes.