When I was 20, I made the decision to become a vegetarian. How hard could it be? I’d just, you know, stop eating the flesh of innocent creatures. My diet choice could have been a walk in the park, except for the fact that I was living in France, where opting for vegetarianism is like blasphemy. You’ll be punished for your offense to the holy culinary traditions for the rest of your life.
“So, what are you going to eat now?” were my mother’s encouraging words.
Me: “It’s not like you only eat meat and fish. What about the green bits on the side?”
That’s exactly what you get when you’re a vegetarian in France: the green bits on the side. Luckily, there are other countries in the world where living a cruelty-free life is a whole lot easier and tastier.