Two years ago I met an amazing man who happened to be vegan. Veganism was a dating deal breaker for me because all the vegans I knew were total assholes. I blew it off because I thought he was hot and figured we were just going to sleep together for a while.
Then I fell in love with the fucker.
One drunken night, I promised that when we moved in together, I would try to go vegan. I blame Four Loko for this decision.
Since we moved in together a year and a half ago, our groceries are 100% vegan. Other than that though, it’s been a whole lot of hit and miss for me. At first I resented him for “forcing” this lifestyle change on me and I gorged on cheese whenever he wasn’t around. Now, after becoming much more educated, it’s a lifestyle that I believe in and really want to embrace.
But I still fuck up.
This blog chronicles my fuck ups and my triumphs.
There are a lot of vegan assholes out there. They make you feel shitty when you make mistakes or give in to temptation. To those people, I say fuck you.
You can make mistakes, you can make the change gradually. You learn along the way. It’s not a magic, perfect change right from the start. And anyone who tells you it should be is a dick.
Now go enjoy my fuck ups, recipes and ridiculously vulgar mouth.