I’ve had a pound of ground beef in the fridge for a few days. I keep meaning to make krautburgers for CR because he loves them and my recipe is really, really excellent.
But I don’t seem to be able to cook the beef. I have more or less given it up over the past couple of years. I didn’t like it anymore and it bothered me that there were so many hormones and chemicals in most beef, so I chose to stop eating it. More or less.
Truth is, though, I like the way cows look. They have pretty eyes and they’re so calm and they never seem to have a mean bone in their bodies. There are a lot of cows in Colorado, okay? It started to bother me every time I cut into a piece of beef.
I didn’t make a production of it or anything. I just kind of stopped eating it 99% of the time. Then, weirdly, I became very sensitive to dairy and had to start eating all organic dairy, then almost no dairy at all. And no bacon, even though I do think it tastes very, very good, because it’s too fatty. And, well, if you’r e not going to eat bacon, there’s not much about pork I find appealing. Which leaves the white meats, and it’s silly, but I don’t mind eating birds for some reason, even though it really, really, really bothered me when my cat murdered a baby the other day. (Not only murdered him. Left him half dying just outside the office. My sister said, "Next time, just break his neck. It’s the kind thing do do." And she’s right…but break a baby bird’s neck? Reach out and turn its little head and let it snap? And you think I would ever sleep again?")
Which is so very hypocritical but all I started out to say was I think this beef is never going to get cooked because I’m really not going to be able to cook it. I might have to learn how to be a totally vegetarian foodie, of which there are many.
I do not mean in anyway to say anyone else should ever feel badly about chowing down a steak right in front of me. I think eating lobster is gross, too, and don’t even get me started on all those "delicacies" like livers and hearts and intestines. Not. In. This. Lifetime. But I don’t need to make everybody love the same foods I love or avoid the foods I avoid.
What is something you love to eat that others hate, or you hate and other adore?