Help! My Friend is a Vegetarian!
Nutrition | December 23rd, 2008 by Gwen Jimmere | Comments | Leave a commentYour best friend just came out to you. No, she’s not gay. She doesn’t have a terminal illness either. It’s much worse than that—she’s decided to go vegetarian!
Oh, the agony of losing a fellow carnivore…! These veggie-freaks are everywhere nowadays! You keep hearing about these people who eat a plant-based diet excluding meat, poultry, and fish at your workplace and on the news. They say there are hundreds of thousands of them in America, and millions worldwide! And now the craze has hit your love life and it’s thrown your perfectly carnivorous world into tumult.
But fear not, dear meat lover! I’ve got your back and I’m here to walk you through the loss and confusion that is losing a fellow carnivore to “the other side”.
The 7 Stages of Dealing with a Vegetarian
Stage One: Shock: What? Huh? You thought she liked steak… Why is she doing this to you? It used to be fun hanging with her. You’d follow up a night of dancing with some classic drunk food – hot dogs, burgers, tacos. You’d treat yourselves to a classy dinner on a Friday night, clinking glasses over two plates of filet mignon, toasting a well-earned meal after a hard week. And now she’s not having it. She’s all picky about what she’s willing to eat – she even asked the waiter what the base of the soup was! What gives?
How to cope: Here’s the lowdown: Unlike other diets, vegetarianism isn’t taken on after a nausea-inducing step on a scale. She’s probably thought it out and done some research. Vegetarians tend to base their decision to go meatless on three main grounds: moral (animal rights), environmental (many consider eating meat to be unsustainable for the planet), or health (she wants to avoid getting high cholesterol, heart disease, diabetes, etc.). See? Those are some serious reasons—and plenty of fuel to get her reading labels and asking questions, so get used to that!
Stage Two: Denial: “Sure, she’s vegetarian now, but just wait until the next Fourth of July BBQ or office luncheon rolls around. We’ll see then,” you smugly mutter to your buddies, sharing a laugh at her goody-good expense.




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