All-U-Can-Eat Meat

I bought a Groupon for Brazzaz, one of those all you can eat meat places, a few weeks before I decided to go veggie. Right? I mean, how one person can change in a blink of an eye is beyond me. I told someone the other day, I think I actually ate more meat when I was gearing up to become veggie, like my subconscious was saying - "You're never going to eat this again, load up while you can get it." Regardless, I spent $48 dollars (it was a buy one get one free deal) and I didn't want it to go to waste.

This makes me want to vomit right now.



My best friend's husband was in town for work staying downtown, and due to schedules and me having to go up north to walk the dogs after work (we don't own a car), it was too hard to for us to figure out a way that was convenient for all of us to meet up. So, I told the guys, go use the Brazazz Groupon - I'll go home. Afterall, I see him when I travel to Detroit for work, anyways. I told Jeff I had one rule, and one rule only. He was not allowed to talk about the meal at all. Cruel, maybe. But I couldn't bear the thought of him, stuffing himself with meat while I sat at home at ate black beans. My mouth was salivating at the thought, and my conscience was a little bit mad that I paid $48 so he could go eat parts of animals who ended up on a stick with guys dressed as gauchos stabbing it onto a plate.

I was vindicated, however, when Jeff came home from his dinner. He walked in, said hello, and bee-lined for the bathroom. Call it TMI, but I was told to not go in there for awhile after he was done. His stomach was completely projected, and he looked as if he had ran at least a half marathon. The meat had its revenge.

He started to say, "Dinner..." and I stopped him. "What was the first rule of Brazzaz dinner?" I said. "You don't talk about Brazazz dinner." He retorted. "But...all I was going to say, was, it wasn't worth it. My flan was the best part of my meal. I feel disgusting, it was so much food that I didn't need, and I will never do that again." He ended.

It made me happy to see him understand his consumption at that level, but made me sad that people are still preaching the "necessity" of factory farms when places like that exist. I once housed a 32 ounce steak at a neighborhood restaurant. Did my body need that? What about the double cheeseburger, nuggets, and fries at a fast food place? Necessary? How about the all-you-can eat 9.99 buffet? When does it become less of a need and more of a wasteful luxury? And when will people start seeing the difference?