Every time I'm away from Colorado, I go through culture shock of one sort or another. Other places don't have lovely paths to walk on, people will drink ucky beers, and you can look through an entire menu without finding a vegetarian-friendly meal. I thought about this during today's breakfast at a greasy-spoon. I tend to have vegetarian leanings and after days of constant meat, I wanted a little change. (And yes, Constant Meat would be a good band name.)
I was so bold as to walk to the local greasy-spoon and waded through pages of meaty breakfast offerings. I ordered something like the "Meaty-Meat-Meat Omlet with a side of Meat or Meat" and had them hold the meat. I received a slightly raised eyebrow in return.
I was thinking about how Boulder has multiple vegetarian-only restuarants. And how popular it is to have non-fatal food allergies in Boulder. And how bringing food to parties is a great big drama. And how I once (while a more anal veggie) went to a meaty wedding and only ate carrots and cake.
Again, I've either had not enough or far too much coffee today to be interesting. This, like all neon pink fashions, shall pass.
Moral of today's story: seriously, two lattes really should be enough.
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