Is it possible to cook healthy, low-fat, vegan dinners that satisfy my skinny, omnivorous husband? Well I'm about to find out. I've decided to become vegan. I've thought about becoming vegan for years. I've been off land animals for almost seven years, and stopped eating fish three years ago. The truth is once you open your eyes and your mind to the atrocities involved every time you take a bite of flesh, its hard to ever eat animals again. Whats amazing to me is how long I've been able to accept this truth while numbing myself to the reality of what animals go through every time I eat an egg, have a bowl of ice cream, or a slice of cheese pizza.
Simply, all roads lead to the slaughter house. For instance, even my meat-loving husband becomes a tad squeamish when it comes to veal. He still eats veal occasionally, but he at least acknowledges that torturing a baby cow is involved. Yet the veal industry would not be possible if it were not for the dairy industry. To produce milk cows are constantly impregnated. But when they give birth, the only profitable option for a male calf is to become veal. When the adult cow can no longer keep up this brutal cycle of impregnation and lactation, she too loses her profitability and is sent to slaughter.
I love animals. But I love my husband more. I love dinner time with my husband. Its become our little ritual. For some reason dinner is not dinner if we're not sitting down together. The food may be there, but I'm just not as satisfied. I don't want to be one of those couples who has two separate meals. So if I'm going to become vegan, I'm going to have to learn to cook dinners that satisfy both of us. Tonight's menu is tamale casserole. I'll let you know how it goes.
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