Once upon a time I was a vegetarian

>>Don't be scared off by the picture
>>Too late. pep

Me, too!

Once upon a time I was a vegetarian. I mean, except for Mom's crispy bacon if I was there, of course. Otherwise, pretty strict vegetarian. For a couple of months.

A very ignorant vegetarian, who didn't know about combining proteins, nor (importantly) about the vitamins you can only get from meat. And why does 'proteins' not follow the 'i before e' rule?

And right about the time I started developing health problems better left unmentioned, this woman I'd known in college came to visit me and said, hey, I read this book that says you need this B vitamin, and I took some and I got all better.

And then she introduced me to coffee. And Chicago bars. And New York City. And stir-fried beef. And things I'd never have known on my own, like our three kids. I still won't touch raw bird, though.

So, if you're a vegetarian, get your shots. Of meat.