I love steak. Steak is very, very tasty.

But I also have to face the fact that it's very, very bad for me. While other folks may be able to process steak (lucky devils) without serious damage to their health, I cannot. So I am having to write off steak as yet another unhealthy relationship which I would be best of being rid of. And I must do so knowing that in not doing my part to eat steak, I am contributing to global warming. I am the enemy.

Fortunately, I don't mind vegetables. I could easily live on an all fruit and vegetable diet, and, in fact, have before. But while I went back to meat then, my blood pressure wasn't climbing into the stratosphere (something that's influenced, no doubt, as much by variables outside my control as by those within my control, but hey, we change the things we CAN control and accept the things we can't, right), and so going back to meat wasn't as much of a concern. Right now I need to concentrate on getting my BP back where it needs to be (it's gone in the right direction the last couple of days; THERE'S the good news), and roast, fried, baked, or broiled cow parts just don't figure into the picture.

Unfortunately, the Texas panhandle is not exactly a mecca for healthy fare, so I'm prolly gonna have to mail order some of my favorites (believe it or not, I've HAD tofurkey and I kinda like it). But, my famous curry can be made as easily with tofu as it can with chicken, and I can eat veggie wraps 3 times a day (to save money, I bought everything I usually put on my subs at Subway...with a few favorable modifications...avocados, anyone?), so I should be alright. But I'll miss the cow.