True Story: I was at McDonald's with my parents and my little bro, and I bit into some gross fat globule in my cheeseburger. I pushed my half-eaten burger over to my parent's side of the yellow & red booth saying, "I am not going to eat this." I remember my Dad's response like it was yesterday: "well then you can't have your fries." (He knew me well, fries are some of my favorite things... like raindrops on roses, wine & cheese, and horses and ex-gay cowboys).
I said, "FINE" - and forewent the fries... not that it was easy, but I was very determined to make my point.
So when my mom pressed on me to "just please try to finish your burger" - I exclaimed out with fiery passion and excitement from my epiphany, "MY BURGER USED TO HAVE A HEAD!!" (Many years I was later so impressed with my early reasoning as I saw bumper stickers that said the same type of thing... ie: would you eat your dog? so why eat a pig? etc.)
Anyway, to this date I still haven't had another burger. And actually tonight, at my friend's house, their family had beef burgers and I had a veggie burger (and of course fries). One of their little girls (Grayson, she is 5) ate her burger - and then said her stomach hurt. I whispered over to her... "maybe that is because your burger used to have a head."
NOTE: if you eat meat, good on ya, choose sustainable options or try going without your double-doozie thing in lieu of some better for you, better for the planet meatless options. Promise your stomach won't hurt.
Off to watch the Meatrix again... that web flick rocks my world - Jen
PS: word on the street is that the Meatrix Part 2 is coming out soon
Posted by: sara | March 15, 2006 at 08:03 AM