So, i am more or less a vegetarian. I was one when i was little, up until five or six, when pepperoni pizza and turkey sandwiches became inevitable. I quit meat again over two years ago, and since then i only know of ingesting a bit of chicken broth, one turkey sandwich, and some errant beef chili. Today i had a lapse. I ate a whole bowl of chicken soup at work today, chicken and all. I’ve always said that the point of my vegetarianism was not to deny myself things i wanted but to force myself to eat with variety. Lately that variety has been lacking, and i found myself hungry with yummy soup in front of me. I ate the soup without guilt, because it was tasty and i wanted it. I have yet to decide if this means i’m totally off the wagon in terms of white meat, but i might be ready to accept white meat broths back into my food groups. I’ll keep you updated.