Tasting while you are cooking

Yeah the flip side of that is then when we say we're vegetarians, people say 'oh well we have this fish on the menu'.  No, we're vegetarians!  We don't eat fish!  We don't eat anything with a face!  True though - very few know what pescetarian means.

Yes, it's just red meat (or four-legged meat, as I like to call it) that's off the menu for me. I never actually call myself a vegetarian, though, because I'm clearly not. But you're right -- there should be a word for what I am! (no smart comments, please)

How about vegieloo (in your honor). Naw? Me neither.

What about those vegetarians that never touch fish or chicken but will partake in 4-legged meat?

Or you can be like my parents who describe themselves thus: "we're vegetarians who eat meat"     

Sometimes I tell people that I don't eat anything with four legs, but my uncle is always telling me the Sunday dinner lamb came from a three-legged sheep. 

Yeah the flip side of that is then when we say we're vegetarians, people say 'oh well we have this fish on the menu'.  No, we're vegetarians!  We don't eat fish!  We don't eat anything with a face!  True though - very few know what pescetarian means.

Oh I agree "vegetarian" doesn't mean you eat fish.  It's just there are so many people now who just eat poultry and/or seafoodand no red meat, I don't think restaurants etc really knowwhat it means any more. One time I went into a sandwich place which had their sandwiches ready made and asked if they had any that were vegetarian only to be told "hmmmmmn, well there's no cheese in the chicken roll" !!!

I find it is sometimes better to say "I don't eat meat" but then some people, (like the person in the sandwich shop) don't seem to actually know what is meat and what isn't!

I SWEAR this is a true story. My best friend was in Atlanta for work and got in quite late. She phoned for room service and because there wasn't a menu in the room, explained she was looking for something vegetarian. They offered chicken. Nooo. They offered fish. Nooo. And, I kid you not, they said "well what do y'all eat then, twigs??" She phoned me in hysterics.

I SWEAR this is a true story. My best friend was in Atlanta for work and got in quite late. She phoned for room service and because there wasn't a menu in the room, explained she was looking for something vegetarian. They offered chicken. Nooo. They offered fish. Nooo. And, I kid you not, they said "well what do y'all eat then, twigs??" She phoned me in hysterics.

That so sounds like me and DH!!! 

Before I went completely vegetarian, I just didn't eat red meat.  When I told my friend this, I had to explain to her that the steak she was offering me was indeed red meat even though it was well done and brown in color.   

As for the tasting thing...I have to taste!  I use the cooking spoon to do so if it's just me and DF eating, a different spoon if there's other people.  Well, unless it's my immediate family.  We constantly share each other's food and drinks.  Except my dad...he tends to find it gross for some reason.