This week I am going for a week of vegetarianism again. If it works, we might go pretty much entirely vegetarian. Excluding non-veggie cheese and when we eat out. I can’t live without cheeseburgers, or chicken wings, or parmesan. Or at Christmas. Not really vegetarian at all then. Maybe what I should have said is that, we might go vegetarian at home, barring special occasions.
There are three reasons for this:
1) Because we are poor as church mice at the moment. It’s totally not cool. I’ve actually had to say goodbye to my beloved Sky subscription. No longer will I have Friends and House on tap.
OH GOD! No more Hugh Laurie*. I didn’t think this through at all well, did I?
Anyway, surviving solely on plant based foods cuts down a lot of our grocery bill. We don’t eat a huge amount of meat anyway, but what we do eat is decent. I pride myself on the fact that I can happily make a roasted chicken last all week in various dishes, but when that chicken costs at least a fiver to begin with, suddenly lentils are looking like a mighty fine alternative at roughly £1 a bag. If I can feed us all on around £35 for the week, I’ll be happy (and so will my sorry-looking bank balance). That way, by saving money, when we do eat out, that cheeseburger will taste all the sweeter.
2) Neither of my kids are massive meat eaters anyway. Roo likes chicken, but not much else. She’ll eat fish, but she’s not keen on red meat. Elliot would rather bury his face in a bowl of lentil bolognaise than actual ragu (no Italian in him whatsoever) and I can take it or leave it, really. Ross is probably the biggest carnivore in the house, but he sees food as fuel more than as something to be savoured and enjoyed, so it doesn’t matter to him if we have beans on toast or steak and chips for dinner. So my point is, if none of us are really going to miss it, why bother?
3) I’m fussy about processed foods. I won’t have ready meals in my fridge, and if something has ingredients in it that I can’t pronounce, then I’m not eating it. And neither are my kids. I’m that mean mum who doesn’t buy squash for her children and will not ever let them drink Fruit Shoots. That’s something I won’t need to even worry about with a veggie diet, as fresh produce only contains fresh produce (I don’t do fake meat or tofu). Hooray.
And I’ve been reading up on clean eating, basically eating what nature intended for us to eat to keep our bodies running the way they should, and eating that food in such a way that it’s as close to its natural state as possible. So that is what we are going to do. Am I naive in thinking that it won’t be too much of a challenge? I am looking at it more as a mindset I’m pretty much already in, than as a diet to follow.
That being said, unless there is a cake tree I don’t know about (please let there be a cake tree), I am not sure the banana or apple cake I am going to make to go in Roo’s packed lunches next week are particularly close to nature. Oh well.
I shall keep you all informed. Oh, and if you are a clean eater, vegetarian, or vegan (though I will say now, I can’t give up dairy) please share your tips and advice.
*Yes, I have a thing for Hugh Laurie, especially as limpy, grumpy, pain-killer addicted House. I don’t care what you say, he’s a Hot Old Man. Also, how can you not have a thing for Hugh Laurie? He’s a Hot Old Man. Giggity.