Slouching toward veganism
Yesterday I decided to try to become a vegan, after right around 17 years of lacto-ovo-vegetarianism. My current thought is that I'll always be strictly lacto-ovo-vegetarian, but that I should be able to buy only vegan food when buying food for myself. (I would still eat lacto-ovo-vegetarian when eating food that other people had provided, or somewhere where vegan food isn't available.) Following that practice doesn't actually constitute "being vegan", but rather something like "preferring a vegan diet". In San Francisco, this seems remarkably easy; the only time I regularly eat eggs or milk today is in desserts, pizza, and nachos. Perhaps 80% or more of my meals in the last month were already vegan or had only trivial amounts of eggs or milk in them. (About 80% of the food I usually prepare for myself is also already vegan, and my favorite cuisines are high-carb versions of Ethiopian and Asian foods where the vegetarian dishes are typically vegan.)
I find it really exciting to pursue a project like this. It reminds me very much of something that I might have done when I was younger, and stirs up all sorts of feelings of possibility and nostalgia. It's also very convenient that I'm about to get a third housemate who's a longtime vegan.
