casado vegeteriano

on the plane to costa rica, i finished jonathan safran foer's eating animals.

it was enough to push me over to the other side, at least until i figure out a coherent set of standards for myself. 

it's made me very conscious of a few things:

• eating with friends is tricky.  how can you be a good guest?  or fun food explorer?
  
• memories and tradition.  i saw a chick-fil-a at the mall and exclaimed, i love chick-fil-a, let's go!  then remembered, there's nothing i can eat there.  in sf, matt and i made a stop at king of shanghai dumpling because i love xiao long bao.  i forgot about the meat part.  i could forgo chick-fil-a for the rest of my life, but the chinese food i grew up on?  i'm not sure.  i forget that the stuff i like to eat and the food traditions i have don't match up with being veg. 
  

other than that, it's pretty easy.  just like in costa rica, i already eat "casado vegetariano" most meals anyway.