The Lazy Vegetarian

Chili's Smokehouse Bacon Triple-the-Cheese Big Mouth Burger. Say it three times fast. It's a mouthful, in every sense. It's a big burger, and that "extra thick bacon" is more like "thick slices of fried ham." Try eating it after a the Triple dipper Appetizer. It's not easy, but I did it. Cause I like to stuff my stomach full of meat and then complain about how full I am.

I've thought frequently about becoming a vegetarian, but I'm not sure I could give up the occasional hamburger. There is nothing better than a burger when it's past dinner time and you've skipped lunch.

This is, I admit, a stupid reason not to become a vegetarian. "I would do this," I'm saying, "except that it's difficult." Every time I hear Michael Pollan talking about the food industry, I think again about giving up meat. And I have to admit, I find the whole thing kinda sexy. I've always found that there's something alluring about a girl who is vegetarian.

When it comes down to it, I've just been too lazy to give up meat. It's so much trouble finding the right restaurants, requesting the vegetarian meal on the plane, asking your friends to make a vegetarian option when you visit, though I also think that's kind of the point.

Cooking more might solve my problem. Considering how much money I will be making in New York City beginning next month, I'll need to be cooking a little more and eating out a lot less. And cooking meat is too much trouble. How do I know which kind of meat to buy, and then I have to thaw it, and how long do I cook it? It's too easy to give yourself salmonella. So I generally stick with rice and beans, peanut butter and jelly, and cereal. Easy. Relatively ethical, sure, but honestly, I'd be acting once again out of laziness. At least I can feel good about being lazy, though, instead of uncomfortably full.