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20th March 2009

Food for Thought

Posted by: Kitten Power

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If I do say so myself, I am becoming a rather accomplished vegetarian cook.  You see, while I enjoy slicing into a pink-hearted steak, my girlfriend is a vegetarian.  The kind that only eats fish.I first discovered this when we were in bed one afternoon (it was in those early days, when you stay in bed most of the day) and we decided to order a pizza to stave off starvation.  “Well what do you want, a barbecue chicken or a meatlovers”, I asked, perusing the menu.  “Um, I don’t eat meat” was the reply. 

Now I was relatively new to this lesbian game and while I’d heard rumours a blight of non-meat-eating was common among women who love women, I was a little taken aback.  You see I grew up in a meat and three veg household - sometimes it was even a two meat and one veg household.  So I instantly decided the relationship was doomed.  Until, thankfully, we figured we could get a half and half pizza . . . which arrived with some kind of bean gunk on her slices. 

What is it about lesbians and being picky with food?  I have about 59 vegan friends, 101 vegetarian mates and another who, most shockingly of all, doesn’t eat onions.  No meat I can handle - but no onions?!

It’s kind of funny to think back now on how terrified I was about the prospect of my girlfriend foregoing meat now, as I type between hunting down vegetarian recipes that I think may thrill the pants off my woman.  I’m a lover of lentils, a cous cous connoisseur, a terror with tofu.

My piece de resistance is a pumpkin and spinach lasagne, which is getting me a reputation as a kitchen whiz from Silverdale to Panmure.  My spicy chickpea curry is rating a close second.

But honestly, what’s the real secret?  Why do I spend so much time crafting such delicacies?  

It’s because she, my darling vegetarian girlfriend, cooks a mean steak.

Anyway, this weekend my girlfriend and I head off to the home of strange food, the USA, for a WHOLE MONTH.

I’ll aim to blog about my experiences along the way.  I will chiefly be in New England - where I will be sure to have a good taste of the food and a good look at the gay scene.

See ya!

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7 responses so far ↓

  • 1 marys little lamb // Mar 21, 2009 at 6:56 pm

    sounds like pure crap 2 me try a good steak then u wont write rubbish

  • 2 Kay // Mar 21, 2009 at 7:05 pm

    Maybe Mary should see my friend Deb after she’s accidentally eaten something with onion in it. Her allergy makes her swell up, and her throat closes off, and she’s ended up in hospital a couple of times. And vegetarians taste nicer too ; )

  • 3 bikerchick // Mar 21, 2009 at 7:18 pm

    Not everyone likes onions… or what it does to them…
    Like being downwind of them after they have eaten one…. lol

    These days many folks have allergy’s or sensitive stomachs so that they can’t eat all the hot an spicy foods…

    I bet many gayboys can be just as fussy with their food too.

  • 4 i eat real meet not crap // Mar 21, 2009 at 8:38 pm

    kay needs a bullet

  • 5 Josh // Mar 22, 2009 at 12:47 am

    Hahaha, what a great article. I don’t eat meat either including fish and chicken along with the red stuff. A very funny peice and it sounds like you know moore about vege food than me! Mind you i’ve been one for 8 years and still haven’t really bothered to learn any new recipes. Well done for embrassing it so.

  • 6 marys little lamb // Mar 22, 2009 at 11:43 am

    kay ive never eaten a vegetarian are they tasty stir fried or steamed but wait omg kat isnt that meaT

  • 7 Craig // Mar 23, 2009 at 12:25 pm

    I recall one particularly memorable exchange between Mo and Lois in Dykes to Watch Out For, in which they were heading back from a women’s music festival.

    Mo felt famished and wanted something vegetarian related to lentils. Lois archly protested that they looked like little green sperm, whereas a cheese melt was far more womanly in its configuration…

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