“Salad isn’t food. Salad is what food eats.”

The title quote shamelessly stolen from Tamara.

Apropos of nothing, as I sit here noshing on a chunk of rosemary-garnished mesquite-grilled salmon, I discover that today is Meatout 2006.

Seems this MeatOut business is the: “World’s Largest Grassroots Diet Education Campaign” “Meatout is an international observance helping individuals evolve to a wholesome, nonviolent diet of fruits, vegetables, whole grains. The purpose is to expose the public to the joys and benefits of a plant-based diet, while promoting the availability and selection of meat and dairy alternatives in mainstream grocery stores, restaurants, and catering operations.”

Been in business since 1985.

I discover this, because some enterprising little bugsnipe has plastered flyers stating the above in every door and under every windshield wiper in the neighborhood.

Goodness. First time I ever heard of them.

Folks, if y’all’d let me know ahead of time, I could have had a BBQ brisket picnic for family and friends this evening.

Ah, well. There’s always next year.

Not that I’m averse to eating green stuff (particularly if there’s a nice chunk of grilled chicken and a bit of cheese on top of it) you understand, it’s just that I don’t have any plans to give up on a medium-rare ribeye any time soon.

And for some reason, some … folks … moving into this area tend to get themselves wrapped around the axle when it comes to my diet. A subject well beyond any concern of theirs.


Tinfoil poisoning.
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12 thoughts on ““Salad isn’t food. Salad is what food eats.””

  1. Our eyes face forward.

    All predators’ eyes face forward.

    We’re supposed to eat meat.

    Had I known what today was, I would have roasted a steak instead of having chicken cutlets.

  2. Ahhhh, medium-rare tenderloin, sliced and smothered with a red wine/mushroom sauce… it’s a beautiful thing..

  3. Darn… had I known, I would have had the pork chops last night instead of the lasagna. Oh, well… there’s ground beef in the lasagna. And pepperoni. And it was goood


  4. Hmmm, let me see: Steak last night, pork roast tonight, sausages tomorrow night.

    Dead animal, it’s what’s for dinner. 🙂

  5. Dang it, I can’t celebrate this occasion properly. Every kind of edible critter is out of season at this time of year in Michigan. I can’t even make a trip to the grocery store. There’s no room in the freezer for more chunks of dead cow and pig. All I can do is eat a large pork steak for supper – and that was planned anyhow.

  6. Meh! Because of dieting problems and family curses I’ve been having to eat more :health food: than I have ever had to eat before. Which I admit isn’t much but more than I am used to eating.

  7. Damn what an advertising success, been around since 1985 you say…

    Hey I live in a vegan hippy infested spot of otherwize BBQ heaven and never heard of it. Well we do sometimes have a catfish fry…

    Well always looking for a reason to celebrate, guess it’s a trip around the corner to Dave’s Lava Pit for a pork fix tonight…

  8. When I first read “Meatout” in your story, I thought they were having a backyard BBQ or tailgate party, not getting rid of meat. Idiots, anyway.

    Kiki B.

  9. Since 1985?!? Dang, never heard of it.
    I was on the road and that Double Whopper w/cheese tasted mighty good after 300 miles. As did the pork spare ribs in sauerkraut when I got home 200 miles later.

    Next year: Barbecue is definitely in order! I’ll have to make sure to save a couple of venison loins to go withthe ribs though.

  10. When “People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals” (“PETA”) first metastized, I mean organized, some character, to whom I own one of my famous roast lamb dinners, jumped in and created a website called “PETA”–only for him, it stood for “People Eating Tasty Animals.” So folks trying to find the pro-animal folks on the Internet kept going to his site. Not until those new laws were passed giving someone automatic title to copyright their own name, were the animal worshippers able to get him to stop. Took them years though. I wonder if any of his parodies are still findable?


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