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I've started eating meat. It's France that's to blame. You scour the menu for the vegetarian option and all they've got is crudites- you know, raw carrot and zucchini and stuff- so I made a decision before we went- for the next five days I'm a carnivore.
What I hadn't been prepared for was how my energy levels went up.
But I'm going to insist we buy meat that's been raised ethically. That's my quarrel with meat-eating- not that I'm sentimental about animals, because I'm not- but that industrial farming is disgusting.
Last night we had lamb steaks- in a mushroom sauce- with mashed potato.
I'd forgotten food could be such fun.
What I hadn't been prepared for was how my energy levels went up.
But I'm going to insist we buy meat that's been raised ethically. That's my quarrel with meat-eating- not that I'm sentimental about animals, because I'm not- but that industrial farming is disgusting.
Last night we had lamb steaks- in a mushroom sauce- with mashed potato.
I'd forgotten food could be such fun.
