This has to be one of the funniest essays I’ve ever read. Of course it piqued my interest because I’m a vegetarian, but honestly, it speaks the truth. Living in Portland, I’m spoiled by the many choices out there. And I know full well that when I go back East for school I’ll be living on french fries and cheese sandwiches again. But I’m okay with that.

The whole section about tofu — fucking priceless.

And also, my sister, the meat-eater extroidanirre loved Vita Cafe. I’m very proud that she’s flexible enough and open minded enough to go to a place like that…. but now she knows what it feels like to be a veggie in a world gone meat :)

Let me know what you think…