I am a fan of a well prepared and well flavoured vegetarian dish and will often order the vegetarian selection on a restaraunt menu – not for any moral, religious or health reason but just because it sounds appealing.
I am not a vegetarian. I like a good steak cooked medim rare. I enjoy chicken and I love fish, particularly salmon. I also enjoy the vegetable fritatta, the grilled vegetable bruschetta, the potato and eggplant curry, anything with spinach and feta, the stirfried tofu and falafel salad wraps
I have vegetarian friends, relatives and colleagues. I am more than capable of preparing for them a meal that adheres to their dietary requirements. Yet there always remains this odd feeling that I get when dishing up or laying out the meal. Something is missing. This quote sums it up…..
“Vegetables are interesting but lack a sense of purpose when unaccompanied by a good cut of meat.” Fran Lebowitz (1951-, American journalist)
…I think? Does this make me a just another “meat and three vege” girl at heart?