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Edited on Mon Aug-15-05 03:34 PM by flamingyouth
Yes, thanks to the brave sacrifice of some really nasty-tasting Gulf prawns that I had down in Texas, I'm giving it up for good.
My boyfriend made his mom's shrimp Creole recipe and the shrimp smelled and tasted like plastic to me. It reminded me of the smell when you get your plastic cutting board too close to the burner or something. Anyway, it gave me the major creeps and that's enough for me.
I really struggled to eat while I was down there. Eating in was fine, but restaurants were few and far between. All the veggie burgers have eggs & cheese in them. And after helping my bf's sister and her bf move into their new apt., we were invited for pizza, so I wound up eating two slices of cheese pizza because I hadn't eaten anything all day and was starving. I was so ill the following day. I hadn't had cheese in a long time. And let's just say it wasn't pretty.
I guess I always knew this day would come. I feel good about it. I went shopping this morning (I'd been gone for 10 days) and filled up my fridge with fresh produce and some tofu and I can't wait to make a nice vegan dinner tonight. :woohoo:
On edit - It wasn't like I was eating fish three times a day before, more like maybe twice a month or so. :)
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