Wednesday, February 11, 2015

I am NOT a Vegetarian Texas Cowboy Foodie Blogger, Part II

It's my wife's fault.

And my daughter's.

They took advantage of me wanting to cook, brought home a bucket of vegetables one day, announced, "We want to eat healthier from now on," and that was that.

What was so bad about Friday pizza and movie night with breadsticks and 2-litre bottles of Coca Cola?

Was there anything wrong with Saturday hamburgers out on the grill?

How bad could a half a gallon of French Vanilla Ice Cream every week truly be?

Or catfish? Or bacon? Or catfish wrapped in bacon? Or bacon wrapped in bacon?

But now, after two years of fixing and eating healthy vegetarian meals, I don't even salivate as I walk past the bacon section at Wal-Mart. It just makes me want to cry.

So, you wanna see a photo of my haggless? (meatless haggis)

1.25.15 Happy Burns' Night

Haggless, tatties (potatoes) and neeps (turnips).

And it weren't half bad.

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