I Just Became Vegetarian By Accident!
For one meal only, but still, it was alluring and educational.
See, I dropped by some Indian dive in the West 20s for a quickie lunch the other day and ordered the $6.99 special, which involved three roti, two vegetables, soup, rice, and condiments.
For some reason, I thought roti were balls of tandoori chicken.
I always have meat with my meals, and I hoped three of them would be enough!
But it turned there was no meat whatsoever on my agenda. Roti is bread!
[Shades of "Soylent green is people!"]
So in abject panic, I sat down to a big plate of yellow rice, cabbage, potatoes, lentil soup, pickles, sauce, and three pieces of bread--and I loved it!
It carried me through the day, despite my terror that without meat in it, my stomach would growl like Sarah Palin when parting ways with Fox News.
Naturally, I went right back to meat that night--old habits die hard--but I started thinking for the first time: Would an all-veggie diet be a possibility for me?
Not the kind where I'd torture waiters--"Is there chicken broth in this sweet potato? No?? Are you sure???? And was this rice ever touched by veal?"--but just where I could hang up my carnivore status, eat lots of veggies, and turn my cheeks into cauliflowers.
Should I start going cold turkey on, you know, turkey?