Why I like eating plants

Wendy Hammarstrom

Special to Village News

In 1968, I decided to stop eating meat, along with many of my friends. Our reasons were spiritual and humane. What gave us the right, we asked, to slaughter and eat other sentient beings.

And we are still asking that.

The other reason I went vegetarian was that I always hated eating meat. As a child, I would either hide the fat and gristle under my napkin until my older brother would gleefully point it out to everyone at the table, or I would feed it to my dog that was hopefully and strategically waiting by my feet.

Now that I'm in my second half-centu...