Veggies Have Feelings Too..

I am not a vegetarian. I tried it for 30 days, and did not eat any meat for 30 days. However that lifestyle is not for me, and I admire those who are.

This weekend I did learn that vegetables have feeling too. The feel the full range of emotions. Just like us human and the tasty animals we eat, vegetables also feel happiness, sadness, and most of all as I found out, vegetables feel pain. I came to this realization while cooking dinner this past Sunday for my father-in-law.

It was a simple meal, BBQ Chicken with an assortment of grilled veggies. The chicken was lathered up in BBQ sauce (because that is how I do it, i like burned BBQ sauce on my chicken) and in the fridge waiting to face the flames. All that was left was to slice and dice the veggies, prepping them for the grill.

I forgot to mention these veggies would be the first veggies to meet their fate via my brand new Pampered chef knife. "This 7 inch Santoku is the design favored by professional chefs! The Hollow recesses along the blade edge prevent foods from sticking, resulting in clean slicing, dicing, chopping, and mincing"



The asparagus were the first to meet their fate. Santoku went through the roots like they were melted butter. I was feeling unstoppable against the fearsome veggies that stood before me.

Six potatoes that needed to be wedged was the next task, if you can call it a "task" Santoku made quick work of the potatoes, as would a 5th grader taking on a kindergartner in tetherball.

The squash, zucchini, and onion went down in a similar fashion. Quick and silent. There was no pain, there was no suffering. Each came as a contender. All were sliced, diced, and there were even a julienned.

There was one veggie standing between the grill and I. The dreaded Green Pepper. They say "The First cut is the deepest." "THEY" might be right. As I cut with the precision of a trained surgeon, I took a split second to gaze upon my latest veggie victim.



At first I though the Pepper was pissed about being chopped in half, but at a closer look, the Pepper seemed to have sadistically enjoyed the feel of the super sharp Santoku as it passed through it green skin. Showing compassion to the brave Pepper, I quickly pit it out of its pain.

Dinner was wonderful!

Free Shit Rules!!!

So I was strolling through my local Barns and Noble when I came across a pretty cool magazine deal. You buy a pair of socks for 10 bucks, and you get a free mountain bike magazine. This is not just any plain old magazine, but it is Mountain Biking UK, "Britain's Best-Selling Bike Magazine"




They are pretty nice socks too.




All in all it is a great deal. The magazine itself it pretty damn good. Well written articles, top-notch reviews, and nice pics. It is a little heavy on the ads, but for free socks, erg, I mean a free magazine, I will let that slide.

Off to ride Salisbury tonight with the Valley Mountain Bikers. for my second time ever. The first time I rode there was over two years ago, right after I got back into riding. After climbing to the top of the place, I snapped my rear derailer right off. This was my intorduction to the wonderful world of single speed, and then, I hated it. Its amazing how things change.