not-so-vegan muffins and proof that anyone can be a fanatic.

Yesterday I made banana, chocolate chip, flax muffins with one brown egg. Everything was "vegan" except for the one brown, beautiful, smooth egg. I've been to enough vegan forums to know that most vegans equate eating eggs to eating a chicken's period. That just sounds crazy to me. What about something like unborn chick? Well, that may sound worse. All I know is that a period is a beautiful thing. And if you're getting your chicken's periods from Ms. Moon, my best friend's mama, who raises her chickens as if they are tiny feathered gods, than you are getting a beautiful thing.

Banana, dark chocolate, flax seed mini-muffins.

Close-up.

Speaking of vegan forums, there always seems to be at least two posts a day about how someone's significant other isn't vegan and what do they do? I've commented on a few of them, but decided to give up. I suppose I'm like the agnostic vegan; let people make their own decisions in life. That's what makes humans so unique, we make our own decisions and we can form our own beliefs. I doubt there's a Jersey cow out there somewhere thinking about Catholicism. Maybe if we were in a Douglas Adams novel... And I doubt that Jersey cow is trying to make a decision on whether to go over to that green patch of grass, or whether to stay at this one because it's greener. Who knows, maybe it is.

Anyways, so this one person posted today about their significant other being (gasp!) an omnivore, like most of the people on the planet. They don't know what to do. They don't want to kiss them after they've eaten meat. They think eating animals is worse than eating human babies.

...what?

That's a crazy person. And this just goes to show that there are fanatics everywhere, even vegan ones. My BBQ-lovin' boyfriend kisses me sweetly and often. I'd even let him kiss me with a mouthful of pulled pork. Here's the thing though, he wouldn't do that. He respects my decision to be a vegan, and even eats at a little vegan cafe with me just down the street. He loves the BBQ Tofu sandwich. I'm not trying to change anyone's mind. Up until two months ago sushi was my favorite food, and I could probably eat two BBQ pulled pork sandwiches in one sitting. For me, something just clicked. And even if I eat a few blessed eggs once in a while, I don't think I'll go to vegan hell.