Saturday, 11 September 2010
I am 47 years old. Other than my genetic diabetes, I am in perfect health and look much younger. My only vice is my constant struggle to resist being a carnivore. As a Leo/lioness born into a family of superb professional chefs, fine dining is a passion. My wife is a gourmet chef and a southern queen who makes my daily culinary struggles even more daunting. My favorite classic movie line is from a beautiful erotic film entitled "Kama Sutra: A Tale of Love":
"There are only three pleasures in life: Eating meat. Touching meat. And, putting meat into meat..."
Persistence pays. I longed to grow soft natural locks decades before I shaved my head bald in 1996. Now, I am locked for life. Likewise, I have admired vegans for decades. I have been a haunted carnivore since I was 13. Someday, I will finally become a complete vegan. It is a truly a challenging task…
I have struggled sporadically to become rigidly vegetarian. I am an insulin dependent. My physical and dietary disciplines are truly matters of life and death. At 47, I am tangibly and increasingly aware of my own mortality. As I age, the desire to become vegan is becoming more overwhelming, but no less difficult to achieve.
Like most lionesses, my lair is my castle. I am a recluse who enjoys my own company and that of very few intimates in my own space. Cooking at home is a constant pleasure. I am excited about mastering raw recipes and other new vegan culinary delights.
I love fine food. Even as a great cook, I feel worthless in a kitchen compared to my stellar gourmet goddess wife. Like her, I was born into a family of gifted southern chefs from whom I have taken copious notes for years. I am the eldest of three siblings and the only female. My two brothers are both superior professional chefs who cook for lucrative livings.
Food is a genetic passion of my life. For decades, that passion has included meat. However, the endlessly toxic world we live in is ruled by ruthless corporations who poison us for profits. Our world is harder and tougher than any culinary disaster we might ever imagine. Nothing we consume is more poisonous than meat. Each day, no matter how delectable meats may taste, it becomes harder for me to ingest such poison.
The links below may help you as they help me. They keep me conscious of the toxic ingredients and poisonous production of meats. Like my locks, my strict veganism will also become a reality…finally. It is a struggle in progress, and a victory in motion.
Best Wishes & Healthy Happiness!