About 9 years ago, I stopped eating meat of the land-living variety. I still eat seafood. My cutoff in deciding what to eat and what not to was this: if I'd be willing to kill it myself, I'll eat it.
When I got into balls just 6 months ago, I had a moment's hesitation over the carnivorous habits of our scaly friends. I applied the same question, am I willing to kill it? I concluded yes, I'll toss that cute rat pup in there. No conflict. Most of my balls are on F/T now, with the exception of the newest two.
Here's the funny thing: today I made a batch of pasta sauce with sausage and prosciutto for a lasagna I'm making for others. And then, wouldn't you know it, I boiled up some spaghetti and am gobbling it up with that sauce right now. It's a slippery slope......and such a delicious one!
But I don't think I could look that pig in the eye and kill it. So now I'm just a morally compromised person who's really enjoying her dinner.
Bon appetit, everyone!
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