I used to think being described as “preachy” or “demanding” was a horrible thing. It’s something I’ve actively tried not to do, for a very long time, to varying degrees of success.
Mostly, this relates to food. I love food, as evidenced by the fact that I don’t have a food blog but I sort of blog about food constantly. I’m an 11-year pesco-lacto-ovo vegetarian (i.e., I eat fish, dairy, and eggs, but no other animal products). I’ve been the victim of countless, shameless attempts to coerce or trick me into eating meat, and it sucks, and I never wanted to do that to anyone else with, say, tempeh or kale. Continue reading