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I made ONE COMMENT about cackling housewives, meant to highlght the non-seriousness of some of the content and talk here. Some of you might find that irritating (too close to the truth?), but how that in any way is "sexist" is beyond me.

This is America last time I checked. If you don't like my opinions or brand of humor, don't read it or don't comment on it (thereby giving me the attention I so desperately crave!)

Some here seem to want to levy personal attacks on me, and also play amateur psychologist. Others think that politics has no place on this food site. Well, I hate to disturb your rosy little world, but when politics starts to inflict itself on the food world, I WILL point it out. When liberals/socialists are driving opinion and policy that impacts my basic God-given freedoms to eat whatever I want, or my freedom to allow people to smoke in MY restaurant or bar (if I had one), then yes, I will get angry, and yes, I will say something.

Rather than just attacking the messenger, it would be more reasonable to argue the point itself if you disagree.

Best steak ever was a Salisbury at Horn and Hardart's a few years back.

Of course the NYT would agree, so no news there.

And Wolfgang should just shut the puck up!

Why is it that the left wing wants to apply what they call "science" to every discussion possible--the origin of life, global warming, etc.--but when it comes to food and the great benefits that pesticides, genetic engineering, crop yield increases et al have brought to the world, suddenly the scientific facts are out the window?

FACT: Less people are hungry, and more people are living longer than ever before because of these means of production. So give me a plate of foie gras and send the e. coli organic salad to the liberals at the four-top.

I'm still a vegetarian although I will never refuse meat if someone has me over or out for dinner. As far as I can control, I don't eat it. HOWEVER sometimes I pretend to not notice the bacon on my Aussie Fries at Outback. :) I also crave fast-food burgers every once in a while...

I was a vegetarian for a while, maybe around 8 years, one of which was spent in India, where it is supereasy and superdelicious (if you love Indian, especially South Indian, food like I do) to be a vegetarian. A few years later, I moved to Brasil where it is a lot harder to be a vegetarian, but I lived in Liberdade (Asian neighborhood) in Sao Paulo, and with all the access to cool mushrooms, noodles, seaweeds, etc., I was pretty happy.

I remember reading that book "Eat Right for your Type" which theorizes that people with type A blook do better with a predominantly veg. diet and people with type O blood do better with a carnivorous diet, and perhaps there's some truth to that.

Later, I was taken to a Brazilian rodizio (meat until you can't no more) place here in NYC and all that beef was delish, although my stomach rebelled.

Since then, I still don't eat much meat - small portions and lots of vegetables. Eating meat in huge amounts seems to only perpetuate the dominant model of a few lucky people getting the lion's share of the world's resources, and the factory farming of animals to be eaten still continues to be inhumane and motivated solely by profits. Mad cow disease is still much more of a problem than the major media and the government will cop to. I'm careful where I get my meats from, and still ya never know.

I becamse a vegetarian for a while in high school, but it was really only to annoy my grandmother, who I was living with at the time. She only had 4 stock dinners that she rotated over and over every week: meatloaf, green beans, mashed potatoes; roast beef, salad, baked potatoes; broiled salmon, broccoli, roasted potatoes; and spaghetti. She liked her meat and potatoes. There's only so long one person can deal with that if they're more adventurous. So I went veg.

These days I still only really eat meat twice a week. I feel like the US has a serious meat overindulgance problem.

Being a poor student! I was happily veg for 4 years of high school, first 2 years of college while I lived in the dorms. Then I got an apartment. I have no problem cooking a totally vegetarian diet for myself in my home - I never buy meat ingredients at the store. And I still very rarely pay for meat when eating out, unless I'm really sick of just ordering the freaking veggie burger. But the number of free food events at my university and my poor student budget make passing up free meaty meals seem wasteful. I call myself a freegan now (vegetarian unless it's free). I've heard others use the term too.

i was a vegetarian from the age of 18 to 22. what did me in was a plate of prime rib at a hotel in kansas city. it just looked so good, i was starving, and the alternative was a crappy looking industrial iceberg lettuce salad and an anemic little roll. i had always been a meat lover, had embraced vegetarianism in college during the 70's after reading frankie lappe´, and always struggled against my carnivorous inclinations.

interestingly, years and years later, i find myself not especially wanting to eat meat at all these days. i haven't consumed animal flesh, except for the occasional tuna sandwich, in months. although generally i am a very healthy eater, and in addition to the fresh fruits, vegetables, and whole grains i eat daily, i eat plenty of nuts, seeds, yogurt, eggs, and cheese, i am bemused to report that my ability as an athlete seems to have suffered as a result. i don't recover as quickly after my workouts, i can't run as far or as fast, and i can't lift as heavy weights or complete as many sets as i was doing as a meat eater.

a few years ago i was in a relationship with someone who insisted on having meat at every meal, and when i left, it was such a relief to not have to cook and eat it all the time. i'm much thinner and happier basing my diet on salads and veggies, although i am somewhat concerned about my workouts deteriorating. we'll have to see. i don't call myself a vegetarian right now, because i don't want to label myself or call attention to my private eating habits {i live alone, so there's no one to please but myself}.