I was working in a small newspaper office when someone told me that. In my three decades of meat evasion, she ranks as the least vegetarian vegetarian I’ve ever met.
We do come in many flavours, though. I’ve seen fish-lovers and gelatine-apologists tear strips off each other in equal states of disgust at the other’s apparent moral hypocrisy. Luckily it rarely gets violent. They are vegetarians, after all. And really, there’s not much point being sniffy about it. There are odd bits of animal buried in so many minor ingredients and E numbers that everyone eats some eventually – and many carry on, Braveheart-style, after they find out. Read more
“Sod it,” they think. “Let’s give them risotto.” Read more