It’s officially been one year since I’ve become a vegetarian.  Happy veggieversary to me.  It’s been quite the year, filled with plenty of kale, pickles, and leafy greens.  Let’s not forget about all the cheese fries either. And a few slip-ups along the way.

Before fully committing myself to becoming a vegetarian, I read a few books that opened the doors to the world I knew next to nothing about.  I also trudged my way through some sticky family situations that added the  majority of the weight to my decision.  At that point, it was kind of a no-brainer.

Living in NYC, it has obviously been difficult staying away from the latest and greatest new restaurant.  I read the NY Mag rave reviews of these restaurants serving their praised pork bellies and bacon-wrapped goodies, but I have to say, it’s been worth it.  I feel like I enjoy everything I eat now, because not only is it delicious, (bear with my as I go hippie for a second) but because I know I am not contributing to the drastic environmental, ethical, and health effects that eating meat has on the world, and on my body.

I feel cleaner, I feel lighter, and I feel happier.  I dare you to give it a shot – even if it’s just for a day, a week or even just for a meal.  Make it a conscious decision and I promise you, you won’t hate it… because the grass really is greener over on my side.