BBQ Bite

November 28, 2006 is a day that will go down in infammy. For I, Kelly T for Tough, longtime vegetarian of 11 years, ate chicken. What is happening to this world that such an event actually occurred!? Next thing you know I'll be renouncing my diabetes.

The denial of chronic diseases?! Now THAT is serious.

The trouble is, I've yet to delve into the fleshy goodness since. Perhaps I went about it the wrong way. Perhaps trying the one itty bitty bite of bbq chicken was not the way to go. I've always been a "go big or go home" kinda gal, and really, why should this be any different? I've never been called a tease (okay, i have... but work with me here) and i'm not going to start now. It is far too monumental of an event to renig on this carnivorous activity. I am done with baby steps. Therefore, I am setting forth a meat eating deadline. By December 12, 2006 (the two week anniversary of the bbq bite) I vow to eat chicken again...and not just a wussy little bite, a valiant, balls-to-the-wall poultry meal! Your support is welcomed, and albeit finals, I will do my best to blog results of the meat challenge in a timely fashion.