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I’m a girl who likes her meat.

Don’t look at me like that, as a Cypriot I was brought up believing two things. The first is that anything edible can and should be barbequed. The second is that nothing compliments meat, like another side of meat.

You can imagine my concern therefore upon up-taking a two week vegetarian challenge, that the burger cravings might kill me. There was an honest moment of panic where I seriously considered carrying chicken slices around in my purse for emergencies, (I was however dissuaded by the prospect of hungry dogs chasing me down the street).

I also decided to document my progress as I went along, so my story would live on if I did not survive the challenge:

Day 1: To be honest I don’t see what all the panic was about. Scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, poached eggs, fried eggs… my solution to a vegetarian life. And I am happy in the knowledge that my lunch is only a fertilisation away from being real meat.

Day 4: Drove past KFC today. A little part of me wanted to do a head drive through their front window and live happily ever after with a bucket of chicken wings.

Day 5: My parents made steak for Sunday dinner. Twenty-one years of Sunday dinner and I don’t once remember seeing a steak. A blatantly tactical move to make me suffer. They bought me quorn. It tasted a little like breaded cardboard, but one jug of gravy later and I was a Yorkshire pudding away from a Sunday Roast.

Day 6: Started work experience at London Greek Radio in Finchley. I work oposite Nandos, McDonalds and Chimi Changa. My mouth could be having a chicken enduced party right now. Instead I’m eating a cheese salad sandwhich from the Cafe next door.

Day 8: I dreamt of burgers last night. No, seriously, I did.

Day 11: I accidentally burnt everyone’s dinner. They ate blackened lasagne and suddenly my little quorn burgers are looking very appealing to them. Unintentional revenge. Ha.

Day 13: Went for a curry with my girls. Now for the record, curry without meat is just vegetables with sauce. I’m just saying if I wanted mushy potatoes blended with onions and peas, I could have saved myself twenty quid and eaten processed baby food.

Day 14: Eggs, Peanut butter, pasta, bread, cheese, chocolate and about fifteen teas a day are what got me this far. There is a strong possibility that a permanent vegetarian lifestyle would be a short stop away from obesity for me. And having lived in the body of a chubby teenager I can confirm the double-chin look does very little for me.

Two weeks later and I’m just about ready for an onion-smothered hot dog.

Do I feel bad for eating meat? When I was younger I used to, I can’t say that I do any more. If I had a pet cow or sheep I don’t doubt I’d change my mind again, but seeing as my garden isn’t big enough for either, that’s not an immediate issue of mine.

As for my experience, what can I say…

Do I think I could live without meat? Yes.

Do I want to? No.

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