"Guys want to eat meat," my friend Aimi said last night. "They want to. Especially western guys. There's no way a western guy could be vegetarian for a month."
"Oh, really," said I. But rather than pointing out my several male friends who are both of European descent and vegetarian, I said that I was sure I could do it, for the month of May.
Aimi wanted me to shoot for straight-up vegan, but Hula pointed out that then I wouldn't really be able to drink beer out at the bar.
I should get along just fine... But I am running the hell to Red Robin as soon as June rolls around.