Everyone has their own story on why they became a vegetarian (or some other meat lacking diet) but I became one simply because I was sick of meat. After 11 years of feasting on Whoppers, McNuggets, and fillet Mignon, I put down the steak knife and became a veggy head, as my friends like to call it.
Now this wasn't easy news to break to my very Italian family. Oh, and my dad owns a hot dog truck. Doesn't sound like the greatest support system, eh? After a year or so of arguments and threats of starvation, my family finally came to accept my choice of diet. Now and then we even have a completely vegetarian meal, or get pizza without the pepperoni . If my family can accept my choice of diet, I'm sure yours can too.
Stumble It
0 comments:
Post a Comment