Vegan Wedding

I have been a very bad blogger as of late. I am going to try and post more often, I swear.

I do have to say that I am totally excited for the wedding I get to attend tomorrow. Typically, I don't like going to weddings. It's a pain for me to find something to eat, people look at me funny, and I get very tired of explaining things to my table-mates and waitresses and others.

I am going to my good friend B and A's wedding in Madison tomorrow. Why, you may ask, is this such a momentous occasion? The groom is vegan and the bride is vegetarian. I have a vegan meal (Ethiopian stew), vegan appetizers, vegan wedding cake (HELLO!), and vegan pizza for later in the night! I am going to eat soooo well at this wedding. I can honestly say this is the first (and probably only) wedding I have gone to where I will get to eat some of the cake. Words cannot express the joy this gives me.

I am also hoping that I can talk some of my Madison buddies into going to the Blue Plate Diner on Sunday morning. They have tofu scramble and soy milk shakes. Need I say more?

Wedding

So DH and I had a wedding to go to last night. I wasn't happy about it for a number of reasons, but mainly the food was my concern.

I was actually surprised at how smoothly it went. We got there early enough that I could talk to the wait staff and they were able to bring me out my own bowl of vegetables with out butter on them. (GB weddings are usually family style, meaning they bring out the food on big plates and you serve yourself, um, like I family I guess). The veggies were actually really good. It was an assortment of green and Lima beans, and carrots. They were nice and fresh which made me happy.

So of course, because the waitress set the bowl of vegetables right on my plate, it drew attention to the fact that I wasn't eating all the other food on the table. And the questions started. Which actually weren't bad. I explained what vegan meant and that I was a vegan for animal rights reasons. As the questions continued I said "It's probably best not to talk about this while we are eating. If you have questions about it, I would be happy to answer them later." DH's mouth hit the floor. He was truly shocked at the fact that I wasn't a preachy raving bitch. Maybe I'm growing up...sniff sniff.

Later on I did have a discussion with two of the girls that were asking me questions during dinner. I explained the link between veal and milk. I explained chicken production and why "cage free" isn't any better. I am not sure I got through, they were both kind of drunk. One of the girls did say to me, "I love animals so much". I asked why she still ate them.