What I want to know is are you really and truly a vegan? (I have an image of you scoffing a hawaiian pizza – complete with ham – in school uniform – yeah, I don’t know why either…)
And, if so, why, why, why?
Forgive me for being sceptical – it’s just last year you went Paleo. Yep, all things caveman – meat was big, carbs were bad! And, you know, being the good mother I am I took this on board. I now own a couple of paleo cookbooks and have embraced some paleo recipes – Lola Berry’s (aka the Unicorn Poop lady) zoodles with chicken and pesto is a fave. I stopped buying pasta and I tried to learn to love Pete Evans (no relation!).
But now you tell me you’re vegan and you’ve stopped eating family meals – and I’m sad 😦 Not just because family meals are an inherently cool and bonding thing but because I’m really scratching my head trying to come up with something that’s both vegan and OverAchiever friendly. As you know, the OverAchiever could take out an award for fussy eating. Yes, there are crusts that must be cut off everything, including meat – but at least she eats meat…Do you see where I’m coming from here? Family cooking has become a fraught exercise.
I’m happy to cook more vegetarian. But vegan is a bridge too far. And you know, I’m sure the hens don’t mind laying free-range eggs, the goats don’t mind being milked, etc. They’re happy – you’ve met Corinne’s goats – do they look unhappy, no!
And let’s be honest – the vegan thing seems to be (how to put this delicately) starting to take its toll on your emotional wellbeing…
So possible solutions:
- You could step up to the plate (so to speak) and start cooking occasionally
- We could embrace a limited number of vegan days (two tops), several vegetarian days and the occasional meat day
- We could invite Lola Berry to move in 😉
- You could move out!
Only joshing, lovely!
Yours in gastronomic pain,