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March 1, 2010 at 10:25 PM

Week 4 for an Unlikely Vegetarian

Food: San Francisco

The madness is over.  Today I had a combo plate of Angus beef sliders and BBQ pulled pork, washed down with a pint of blond pilsner.  Having said that, it was a worthy experiment, resulting in a personal triumph of discipline, self-determination and enlightenment. Did I mention the Angus burger sliders?



I rounded out my world vegetarian cuisines by eating Thai, Indian, more Thai and a variety of pastas.  Over the course of the four weeks, I only had one truly bad dining experience. Sadly it was at Slowclub in San Francisco, a long-time favorite of Jessica and I.  I ordered a baked pasta dish made with squash, herbs, cheese, heavy cream and spinach.  It sounds good now reading this, but it was truly awful.  I ate a pound of french fries that night, and some really tasty Bi-Rite ice cream.  I'll go back to Slowclub soon, and I'll get the burger.  They have a supreme burger, and the best fries in San Francisco.

As I wrote before, I didn't have a specific objective in mind other than to challenge myself to last the four weeks, but also to try things I wouldn't try ordinarily.  My hope is I would expand my view of food, and widen the rotation of things I eat frequently.  I feel I succeeded on both accounts.  I actually like tofu (particularly the fried type), and I've eaten more vegetables this month than I have in years.  I also found that I can not only survive, but have an enjoyable meal that is centric to meat and potatoes, though I still have a fondness for each. 

Case in point: last night we had a vegetarian pizza at Little Star, and it was just as tasty as I remembered their other pies being.  Perhaps I was delirious, or perhaps it was pepperoni and sausage by osmosis from adjacent entrees, but I would order it again. It was less greasy, presumably lower fat and just as tasty.  This raises the obvious question: why not?

Today I also lifted the month-long ban on alcohol.  I had a beer, and I know Jessica is toasting the end of prohibition 2,500 miles away in New York City. The sobriety was a challenge, and the vegetarianism was daunting, but combining the both for a month's duration was maddening.  For the balance of this week I'll be making up for lost time I'm sure, but responsibly easing my way back into epicurean ruin, culminating in this weekend's reservation at the House of Prime Rib. There is no greater destination to over indulge in food and drink.  Even the salad tastes like beef.  Its a place I know well, where they greet me by name when I call the restaurant. I mostly just want to call and be reassured they remember me.  Once I accomplish this milestone, I'm sure I'll be back at the House of Buckwheat Hemp very, very soon.





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