Yesterday you said tomorrow.
Why is your blog named EricaTheVegan?
I had no idea what to name my blog at first, but then I thought, “Why not simply describe myself.” My name is Erica, and I am a vegan.
How long have you been blogging?
I have been blogging since December 28th of 2011.
How often do you blog?
The answer is everchanging. When I first began blogging, I would blog every couple days, forget about it for a month or so, come back, and blog again to keep potential readers aware that I was still alive and then leave again. Now I blog pretty much every day. And more than once a day. I am growing.
Why are you a vegan and how long have you been one?
Oh the commonly asked question. Truthfully, I used to be a BIG meat-eater. I’d get seconds and thirds of ribs, hamburgers, hot dogs, bacon, etc. This along with a handful of other poor eating habits helped transform me into a chubby child, verging on obese. After the fourth of July in 2007, one of the biggest meat-eating holidays for my family, actually every holiday seems to call for a high amount of meat indulgence, I thought to myself, “I wonder if I can just stop eating this.” It began as an idea and turned into an actuality. A day or so later, I stopped consuming red meat and pork. I just quit cold turkey. None of my family believed that it would be long-lasting. They were all wrong. In 2009, I decided I would stop eating poultry, I didn’t know when would be the best time to do so, so I just picked the date of my birthday – May 4th. The only problem was that my mum had just bought my beloved chicken salad from Costco in the beginning of May. Thus I decided to postpone this until May 6th. May 6th of 2009 was when I ceased eating poultry. Now I was left with eggs, dairy, and any type of fish or seafood. In March of 2010, my sister’s best friend was going vegan for Lent. My sister was going to join her as support. My sister asked me to join her for support. Neither of them finished the month completely vegan. I did. And I sort of enjoyed it. The summer of 2010 was a bad one for me. I was incredibly lazy and spent all of my money at the Family Dollar a five minute walk from my house. I’d purchase Nutri-Grain bars and eat the entire box in one sitting, Betty Crocker brownies which I would make at home and consume by myself, chips, cookies, the list is endless. In August that year, my friend sent me a link to some PETA video. I think it was called, If A Slaughterhouse Had Glass Walls, something like that. From that moment on, on August 17th of 2010, I decided I would go all the way. The same day, my dad had just bought salmon and shrimp – two of my favourites. I didn’t postpone this time. Now, you might think I am one of those crazed people that advocate throwing red paint on fur coats and tell all my friends they’re going to die because they eat meat. Fact #1: I don’t condone throwing red paint on people’s garb (that’s ruining what that person bought). Fact #2: We are all going to die. I merely eat my food and live my life. I am a nutritional vegan. I wear leather shoes and a leather coat without guilt. But I eat roots, stems, leaves, and seeds because they are good for me. Yes, I do believe that factory farms pump their animals with unhealthy chemicals; thus it would make sense that when one eats animals from that farm, they are consuming those chemicals as well. Also ,when the cows, pigs, etc. are abused, their body goes into shock, releasing more chemicals into their bloodstream. I believe if you eat properly by eating nutrient, protein, and fiber dense foods, you can prosper on a vegan diet. I’m not going to try to make any one become a vegan. I’m not for forcing things. But for me, becoming vegan is one of the best things that ever happened in my life. It opened doors. I now eat vegetables I never would have come across. I cook my own foods. I research simple and complicated recipes. I create recipes. I bake treats with more protein and fiber and for half the caloric-value. I am more self-relient. I prepare my own meals more often (every day). Perhaps I could survive in the wild. I inadvertently influence others. I am a better me.
Do you miss meat and/ or dairy products?
Every time I stopped eating something I missed it for some time. I missed pepperoni pizza and hamburgers, until it began to stink to me. I missed chicken and turkey, until it began to stink to me. I sometimes miss seafood, which is also beginning to stink to me. At some point, the food in which I have chosen not to eat any longer becomes completely unappealing to me, and that makes life much easier. Dairy is the hardest. Not necessarily because I miss it, but because it was easy and is often found in treats. When I went to Ukraine for the summer of 2011, I knew that being vegan wasn’t going to be the simplest thing in the world. For the duration of my stay I ate seafood and dairy again. This made things less complicated, especially when I lived in a house where no one spoke English. The mum caught on when I ate none of the meat she prepared for me. “Ya vegetarianka – I am a vegetarian.” So, basically, yes. It has been a difficult road of self-control. When I was a “baby” vegan, I would sneak those white little doughnuts my dad would buy, a spoonful of vanilla ice cream, a piece of cake, or oatmeal cookies. Now I am much stronger than that. I think to myself, “It is not that I can’t eat certain foods. It is rather that I choose not to eat them. Because honestly, this is a choice.
Any more questions? I’m happy to share. (: