Only veggies for me from now on.

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Brandane

Legendary Member
You can sing that Simon and Garfunkle song on the way back - Homeward Eggbound.

So far we have had 2 dozen since we arrived on Saturday...:biggrin:. There will be more to follow and I know she will fill our car with them on the way home as well... they are so tasty, I can never say no to them. Omelettes are many, as are very soft boiled eggs and 2 very happy cyclists...


No need to find a toilet with paper on the way home either :whistle:.
 

Brandane

Legendary Member
I made the connection between that hellish environment and food on my plate. Yuk!

I had to deliver stuff on a lorry into a leather works near Bridge of Weir once. I was queued with other lorries, some of them carrying cow hides from the abattoir on their way to being turned into fine leather. The smell was quite overpowering and I can still detect a similar smell from a cooked steak. Can't say it has put me off steak, but coming from a family of butchers (sadly no more) we are all quite fond of a good piece of meat.
 

MarkF

Guru
Location
Yorkshire
I had to deliver stuff on a lorry into a leather works near Bridge of Weir once. I was queued with other lorries, some of them carrying cow hides from the abattoir on their way to being turned into fine leather. The smell was quite overpowering and I can still detect a similar smell from a cooked steak. Can't say it has put me off steak, but coming from a family of butchers (sadly no more) we are all quite fond of a good piece of meat.

But your family experience would have made you accustomed to death, meat, flesh being prepared etc. I was a "normal;" person, that is why was such a shock to me. I'd only eaten meat, never given any thought to how it ended up in my big gob.

Each to their own, I never mention being vegetarian unless I absolutely have to, mainly because it's followed by a few excruciatingly boring minutes.
 

rich p

ridiculous old lush
Location
Brighton
and a source of omelettes :smile:
and a sauce of hollandaise:smile:
 

ColinJ

Puzzle game procrastinator!
^_^ Lighting. I'd rather die than work in an abattoir, it's hell on earth, the noise, the smell and the fear is palpable. Never missed meat, not ever, not once, it might be harder for people who give it up for other reasons, but for me, that day was a seismic shock to my brain. I made the connection between that hellish environment and food on my plate. Yuk!
I liked meat but gave it up when I was a student in the 1980s. (I still eat seafood.) I haven't missed it at all.

I became increasingly unhappy with the idea of what went on in abattoirs and butchers ...

  • A heifer escaped from a local abattoir and ended up running about in front of my school. It was quite clearly terrified and would not allow itself to be captured by 2 abattoir workers wearing blood-stained white coats who chased it until someone turned up with a rifle and shot it. I found the whole thing rather shocking.
  • My brother-in-law worked at the abattoir for a year or so. He started to tell me the most horrific stories about sadistic workers there torturing animals to death in front of other captive animals - 'for a laugh'.
  • One day, I was lying asleep in front of a gas fire when I became aware of something sploshing about over my face. My brother-in-law had brought home a heavy duty plastic bag full of offal for our dogs and thought it would be amusing to drape it over my face while I slept. It was not a nice thing to wake up to ...
  • I was upstairs in a bus on the way to school when it stopped at traffic lights next to an open-top lorry parked outside a butchers. I looked down and saw that the vehicle was transporting the most horrible bits of dead animals. It looked totally disgusting!
I put my disgust to one side and carried on eating meat. As long as I didn't think about what it was and how it was produced, I was able to do that. My mum cooked the most lovely meals and I didn't worry about what they contained. Then I left home and had to cook for myself. One trip to a butchers was enough to convince me that I didn't want to eat meat any more!

28.5 meat-free years and counting ... (Half my life.)
 
I have to say I was surprised at a) how easy it was to make & b) how much nicer it was than the shop bought 'nut' milks. I will happily do it again. I have yet to try making my own rice milk, but I reckon cashew nut milk should be very good as well. I have the soya beans ready to try some homemade soya milk when we get back from out holiday as well. I did this http://nouveauraw.com/raw-recipies/desserts/deep-dark-chocolate-blackberry-cheesecake/ recently as a birthday cake for myself which was excellent. You would never have known it was made from cashew nuts - but costs wise, it is definitely "a treat" - once a year job nothing more. It is on the menu again though because my brother-in-law is looking at opening a raw food café and we want him to feature it. We know it will be a hit.
The raw food diet my b-i-l is on works well for him. It makes him watch his diet. He is type 1 and has been able to reduce his insulin requirements by massive amounts. I can't say I understand it, I'm not diabetic (just seem to have most other things (severe asthmatic, with partial 2ndary Addison's diseases amongst many other issues, allergic to all dairy)) but it works for him. I have incorporated a raw diet into my lifestyle for decades simply because I love raw veg (as well as wild veg/leaves etc) and used to grow a lot of my own veg. It will soon be time for nettle harvesting again, which I love. - do get strange looks though standing around in wellies with marigold gloves on my hands, a pair of scissors and ... don't have our own nettle clump anymore :sad:... shall have to have words with my landlady and see if she minds me exploring her land (12-15 acres) to see what I can find.^_^

Funny you should cashew milk, that's the next on our list to try. I ordered some nibbed cashews to save a few pennies along with my regular macadamia order. They're rubbish to eat out of the bag. The ground cashews would probably work better for milk but since we have the nibbed variety and don't enjoy eating them in their current state we'll have a crack at it.

We used to keep hens in our garden. We never kept them cooped up but when the weather was bad we struggles to keep up with keeping the garden tidy. They make a lot of chicken poo and with young kids running around the garden we decided to get rid. A friend with a massive garden has them now and their fenced off "run" is bigger than our garden. We get given eggs occasionally but I miss our own regular supply. I don't miss the mess.

My nan used to make nettle soup. Hated it so I don't think I can convincingly get the kids to try itwhen I won't touch it ^_^.
 

Shut Up Legs

Down Under Member
I have had Barrett's oesophagus for some years now, one of the reasons I gave up drinking alcohol just over 4 years ago (in fact I'm pretty sure the alcohol caused the Barrett's). I've found that I've naturally tended towards eating less red meat and chicken over that period, and now my meals at home are mostly vegetarian and fish (piscatorian, I believe it's termed). I'll still have red or white meat sometimes, e.g. ham & salad rolls for lunch at work don't do me any harm. I now use soy milk, soy yoghurt and soy cheese instead of the dairy versions of these, simply because I can digest them better and it doesn't aggravate the Barrett's.
 
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