As a child, I just didn’t have a taste for meat. Unless, however, it was spreadable meat.
Well, since we’re meeting for the first time, let me explain…
Elementary school-aged me loved cheese sandwiches, chocolate pudding, that spreadable fake orange cheese and crackers, and braunschweiger. (Braun what? It’s liverwurst. But I thought it was the best. Little did I know at the time that this was, indeed, a spreadable meat.) And like most kids around me, the desserts I was consuming were high-sugar delights. Toaster pastries? The ones with brown sugar filling, please! Candy bars? I’ll take the Butterfinger…well, make it two!
As I got older, meat just kind of naturally got phased out. I can’t really pinpoint a conscious decision or proclamation of no longer eating meat—I tell people it’s as if I just wasn’t meant to eat it. I had slowly become a vegetarian, which was, to me, now adopting a label that just had always been a previously unnamed unique part of me.
Then, learning more about the Standard American Diet (SAD) diet from movies like Forks Over Knives and scouring vegan blogs, eventually all dairy no longer had a place in my diet. It turned out that my taste for it actually went away.
Today I view food as fuel and truly medicine for my body. I can eat things that taste wonderful and are made of whole foods that are great for my body. Food is never something to limit or restrict; it’s something to enjoy and experiment with. However, I’ve got lots of room to grow and don’t hold myself to overly strict guidelines that would stop my enjoyment of food.
Being vegan is an exciting journey, and our blog, Rootiful, documents Dave and my veg-adventures through recipes, reviews, lists, op-eds, and a little bit of everything in between.
Stop by Rootiful.com and say hi! And good luck in your journey—start at your own pace and do what feels great!