Friday, June 3, 2011

We can’t plead ignorance, only indifference.

I have had a busy month preparing for a party, hosting the party, and being lazy after the party. We don't have people over very often and before last weekend I don't think we had ever had more than 4 people in our house at one time, so 20 was a new thing for me. Cooking for 20 people was also new. Cooking 13 lbs of pork for these people after reading this book was an ethical nightmare.



So, cooking that much pork after not eating meat for a month was interesting. I learned that whole foods rolled out a humane meat rating system, and that gave me a little peace. The meat I bought was a 3. I would have paid as much as I had to in order to buy a step 4 or 5 but this option was not available to me and I was short on time.

While I was reading this book and planning a menu I really couldn't figure out which opinion I take on this whole thing. Am I a vegetarian? No. Do I really enjoy meat enough to join a club for it, purchase quarters of animals and freeze them in the basement? No, not really. Can I live without it? Yes. Do I want to? ...eh? I don't know. sure. Will I miss it? No. But I still don't want to fully commit to anything and start calling myself a vegetarian. I don't want a label.

I am still feeling out this entire thing and figuring out what I can live without. This is a dietary decision as well as a social one. I admit that I enjoy the convenience and simplicity of being an omnivore. I don't think much about what I'm eating when I am eating alone but when I make meals for others or when I eat with people it becomes a larger issue of what to feed and what to say. I think a dialogue about where our food comes from and where it was before it was on the table is an important one. I think people have become willfully ignorant about it because we know it is wrong but we don't know how to change it.