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Always Hungry

In Reflections on January 10, 2009 at 1:41 pm

 

Vegetarian friends and folks, please weigh in!

So B and I are on our 5th straight day of being vegetarians. So far, so good. No uncontrollable urges, no weeping fits over missing pork chops, and instead of dreaming about them at night, I only drool a couple of seconds now over photos of fried crab. Whew.

One thing I’ve noticed, though, is this: Every time we eat, I feel like I haven’t really eaten anything. Which makes me snack more often than I did before. Which means: That myth about vegetarians being thin? Might not work on me.

Of course, it could very well just be a period of adjustment, and eventually, my body will get used to the fact that it’s not getting any fatty animal parts and will therefore stop asking to be stuffed. In the meantime, I’m crossing my fingers, drinking lots of water and chanting that comforting phrase that we all chant when we’re at the end of our ropes and wits: This too, shall pass.*

*BTW, did you know that this phrase actually originated from a Jewish folk tale involving King Solomon? Here’s the story, according to Wikipedia:

One day Solomon decided to humble Benaiah Ben Yehoyada, his most trusted minister. He said to him, “Benaiah, there is a certain ring that I want you to bring to me. I wish to wear it for Sukkot which gives you six months to find it.” ”If it exists anywhere on earth, your majesty,” replied Benaiah, “I will find it and bring it to you, but what makes the ring so special?” ”It has magic powers,” answered the king. “If a happy man looks at it, he becomes sad, and if a sad man looks at it, he becomes happy.”Solomon knew that no such ring existed in the world, but he wished to give his minister a little taste of humility. Spring passed and then summer, and still Benaiah had no idea where he could find the ring. On the night before Sukkot, he decided to take a walk in one of the poorest quarters of Jerusalem. He passed by a merchant who had begun to set out the day’s wares on a shabby carpet.”Have you by any chance heard of a magic ring that makes the happy wearer forget his joy and the broken-hearted wearer forget his sorrows?” asked Benaiah. He watched the grandfather take a plain gold ring from his carpet and engrave something on it. When Benaiah read the words on the ring, his face broke out in a wide smile. That night the entire city welcomed in the holiday of Sukkot with great festivity. “Well, my friend,” said Solomon, “have you found what I sent you after?” All the ministers laughed and Solomon himself smiled. To everyone’s surprise, Benaiah held up a small gold ring and declared, “Here it is, your majesty!” As soon as Solomon read the inscription, the smile vanished from his face. The jeweler had written three Hebrew letters on the gold band: gimel, zayin, yud, which began the words “Gam zeh ya’avor” — “This too shall pass.” At that moment Solomon realized that all his wisdom and fabulous wealth and tremendous power were but fleeting things, for one day he would be nothing but dust.

Not Quite There Yet.

In Reflections on January 2, 2009 at 7:35 pm

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I. Morning

Checking our cupboards for what we need to get, I discover that we still had two big jars of bolognese sauce left, along with a tin of sardines.

“Can we just leave them there for when we get desperate?” I ask B.

“If I ever get desperate, I’d rather have roasted chicken,” he says.

“So what do we do?”

“Eat them. Because once we start, I don’t want to go back.”

So I sautee garlic, onion and mushrooms and empty the two jars. Boil some pasta. Mix them together. And voila! With the sardines and some rice, our meals our covered until dinner tomorrow. Looks like our veggie life starts on Sunday. 

 

II.  Night

Our loot today from the grocery store includes stuff you’d expect in a herbivore’s kitchen: canned and fresh fruits and vegetables, muesli, brown rice, soy milk, etc. etc. But the bill’s just as expensive as when we had meat. Because apparently, the more energy one spends in restricting certain urges, the less energy one has in avoiding other temptations–as seen from the cookie boxes and huge tub of Panettone that “jumped” into our cart.

I’m definitely going to do a weigh-in before we officially start, to see whether the scale moves to the left or to the right as we move forward. Are vegetarians sexier? We’ll see.