It's hard to stay focused when everyone is partying.
To celebrate my son's birthday, we went to a chain restaurant. (His choice. He turned 13, so I was thankful he didn't choose McDonalds.) Looking over the menu I realized there wasn't a vegetarian option. I was determined not to spoil my challenge on day 2, but I also didn't want to take away from his special day.
With no fan fare or complaining, I pieced together a "meal" of a garden salad and a side of mashed potatoes which was as filling and tasty as it sounds. I scoped the table for any vegetarian leftovers. On the one side of the table sat chicken wings, steak, hamburgers- nothing there. On the other side of the table was chicken alfredo, pot stickers, and - viola! Spinach dip.
I casually asked for a "taste" which was met with an enthusiastic "absolutely". As my tasting continued the owner of the spinach dip annoyingly pushed the plate in front of me saying, "I'm done." To which I answered, "Are you sure? Well, I don’t want it to go to waste." (I wonder how many meals I have overeaten on this one small excuse which is probably a leftover Freudian conditioning corralary to : clean your plate. There are people in (fill in the country) who are starving.)
Nevertheless, my second day as a vegetarian was a success especially since I was able to eat a large piece of birthday cake- guilt free! That was the best part of the day.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
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