On my search, I decided to go look at Einstein Bros Bagel's nutrition information and found that one of my old favorites, the Fruit & Nut Power Bagel, has an egg wash. Why? None of their regular bagels do... why this one? So I wrote them a polite nasty-gram telling them how stupid and foul it was for them to do that.
Plus side... had two different conversations with folks in my department today about being vegan and what I eat.
Case in point: Soy Dream Butter Pecan. This stuff is fantastic! It tastes as good as, or better than, any butter pecan ice cream I've ever had.
I found a great brand called Annie's online at Zappos.com. The bulk of their stuff seems to be all man-made materials, most of their styles were in the $50 range, and they have lots of styles in my size. My plan is to buy a pair every month or so until I've got a decent wardrobe of work shoes built up.
I thought I was going to gradually replace my pregan leather items as they wore out, but every time I wear them I'm constantly reminded that I'm wearing the skin of what was once another living being - and I just can't continue much longer.
The longer I am vegan, and the more I learn, the more I realize how oblivious I've been to the suffering infused in the products I use. What I used to think of as unreasonable, now seem to be the only ethically consistent choices to make.
No, I believe I'll pass this year - and every year - in the interest of family harmony, and my own sanity. I'd just spend the day getting more disgusted and angry by the minute. And they're not going to change, so why waste my energy on something so futile? I could be blogging instead!
I've recently heard the argument that because humans are actually plant-eaters, we are naturally disgusted by the look, feel, smell and taste of meat. This is why we have to change it so much in order to be able to eat it. We remove it as far from its original source as possible. We cut it into small pieces that in no way resemble the animal it came from. We cover it in spices (made from plants) to cover the taste, and we cook it to change the texture from squishy and slimy to a firmer texture and consistency that is closer to that of plants.
The longer I'm vegan, the more I re-sensitize to my natural disgust at the sight and smell of animal flesh. I recently saw a tape of knife demonstration that was very disturbing. The demonstrator had a huge slab of cow flesh hung from a hook and was slashing and stabbing at it to show how "effective" each of the knives were. After just a few moments of watching him slash these gaping wounds, into what was once a beautiful and gentle creature, I got nauseous and had to turn away.
I love being vegan. I eat so much more interesting food than I ever did as an omnivore, and definitely more healthy food. The best part is that I feel light, as if a burden has been lifted. I don't have the constant inner struggle with the guilt of knowing living beings were being killed and tortured merely for the pleasure of my tastebuds. I wrote a poem almost two years ago after seeing dairy cows in small muddy lots all across California. Let's just say they didn't look like happy cows to me...
California Dairy Cows
Black and white
milk machines bred for
my dining pleasure. Standing
foot deep in mud and
urine. Udders swollen with
food for stolen calves you will
never see again.
For my mint-chocolate-chip, you
will never graze green pastures. For
sour cream on a baked potato, you
sleep in shit. Buttering my toast
is cruel and unusual
I don't have that guilt anymore and it feels wonderful. Franz Kafka is said to have summed it up very well while looking at fish in an aquarium..."Now I can look at you in peace; I don't eat you any more."