This is not a vegan thing, as my wife eats meat, but if something has been given a name, or it has a face on it, she will refuse to eat it. I have known this about her for years, but I painted the eggs for my art class and I thought that they turned out really cute. I didn’t have a problem eating a dozen hard boiled eggs, even though my doctor had me taking medication to lower my cholesterol. I could make egg salad sandwiches and maybe even some deviled eggs and once they were taken out of their shells, who would even know that they had faces painted on them, but she was adamant about this. The first year after we were married, I told her that I was going to name our Thanksgiving turkey Jake this year and she told me that if it had a name, she would cook it, but I shouldn’t expect her to eat any of it. She was fine with me naming the turkey every year, as long as I didn’t tell her the name. I felt like she was missing out on all the fun, but she was a damn good cook, so I always kept the name to myself.
Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #203, where today she gives us a dozen eggs with faces on them.