Nearly Two Weeks
Just about 2 weeks in and thought I better do an update. I can happily report that I am still enjoying the meat free lifestyle, still not yearning over meat and not actually missing it at all. The children have been little stars and trying anything I put in front of them. They turn all masterchef on me and give me reviews and pointers on how the strange concoctions could be better in their eyes. I take it all on board but I am yet to figure out how chocolate spread in a stir fry would work.
A few things I have discovered is that tofu really is odd and although the marinated versions have been recommended to me, I can’t bring myself to try it again. Quorn sausages have had huge thumbs up from the children and me too. Local shop was selling them for £1 a pack so thought they would be a good backup plan. The sausage casserole was the best I have made so far, even better than with proper sausages. My daughter declared they tasted more like sausages than real sausages. They have now been upgraded from backup plan to will be defiantly having again.
The big test for me will be this weekend as I have a wedding to go to. I don’t eat out much so not really tested the vegetarian alternatives at restaurants. I am wondering how I will feel in a room of meat dishes going past my nose and what they will present to me as their idea of an alternative. My only dread is that it will be a cheese based dish. Now I love cheese but alas it’s an unrequited love as it doesn’t love me. I can tolerate cheese in small doses and when my digestive system is in top form. At the moment it’s not in top form. One of the things I have noticed with so much more vegetables, nuts and beans in my diet is that it has sort of shocked my digestive system. My diet previously was rather pathetic so suddenly getting the things it needs, coupled with the type of things its getting ,has enabled me to be rather …shall we say jet propelled. This has turned out to be a source of high amusement to my 11 year old boy but my teenage daughter is rather shocked that her mother actually farts. It’s ok for her to do it but just not me apparently. I would like to add that I am perfectly house trained and as comfortable with farting on the sofa in front of the kids and the Eastenders theme tune, I do know it’s not acceptable in public. I am the perfect non farting lady in public and social events.
So you see why being presented with a cheese soufflé whilst my digestive system is getting use to its new diet would be my worst nightmare. Me jet propelled dashing out of the room like a fast deflating balloon is not the image or actions of a sophisticated wedding guest.







