I announced to my family on July 4, 2002 that I was going to try being a vegetarian. It was akin to leaving a religion; my family worshipped at an alter (our refrigerator) of all that clucked and mooed. In fact, I was the biggest consumer of chicken you might imagine could exist, which is a large part of why I made the decision to “GoVeg.”
I had tried to go vegetarian when I was younger because, cheesy I know, Jonathan Taylor Thomas was one. I had the hugest crush on him when I was in elementary school. I read an article and, well, I do what the cute boys tell me to. So I tried it. It didn’t last long. Not because I didn’t want to but it seemed so impossible. Let me put it this way, my mother made fewer veggies then.
Fast forward 5 years and boredom took hold. I was leaving high school and I was in a slump. So, I challenged myself. I didn’t tell anyone initially. I just said, ‘I’m bored, so I think I’ll see what it tastes like without the chicken or steak,’ when I was asked in those first weeks. It was do-able. And there was this new stuff in our grocer’s freezers. It looked like meat. It tasted like meat, but it wasn’t. Huh.
Fast forward to 8 years and I’m realizing that everyday is an evolution…a learning experience. There is so much food, so many choices, that we really don’t know what is in our food and where it comes from. I’d grown numb in my vegetarian life. Then I was pinched (metaphorically speaking). Funny thing? My epiphany came in the form of a Snapple cap. ‘Real Fact’ Sarah? Wake up.