Mr. P having a Monday night burger at the Fort Langley pub with Jaime and Paloma. They are extra cheap on Mondays, like less than half the usual price, and they’re so good. Might even be the best burgers Mr. P has ever had. And he doesn’t usually like burgers. Too messy, have to be eaten with your hands. Nah. But these – mmm.
(And I know, neither Mr. P nor I should eat meat, and at home atleast I am more or less a vegetarian. But these Canadians are crazy about their beef. And since I live in people’s homes, I feel I can’t ask them to cook special dishes just for me. And working like this, I really need the proteine. And, to be honest, I love meat. The only reason why I’m a veggie at home, is because I can’t stand the bad conscience from all the Amazon trees that have had to give up their living space for GMO soya bean plantations, producing food for all the meat animals. And the eutrophication of lakes in Europe. And the emission of greenhouse gases. And water shortages, sinking water table levels, pollutants, over use of antibiotics. But I also have to be practical, and here, I would only be fed with rice and sallad if I didn’t eat the meat too. You can’t ride three horses a day on rice and sallad. So I’m taking a holiday from my conscience. And so is Mr. P.)
Katja Malmborg 