I was waiting at a red light. There were people to my left standing in a long line that wrapped around the corner. There was a sign that read, "plant-based meats." I had seen the place before. It was a little pop-up restaurant that served plant-based tacos.
Why do they call it meat? I wondered.
The following day I found myself in a plant-based restaurant. I looked over the menu. Curry chicken, seafood soup, noodles and ham. I was confused by it. Why were the using old terms for new things? It didn't make sense to me.
I ordered the udon stir-fry. It was delicious. It had chunks of plant-based meat that reminded me of a hotdogs.
I've seen it all before. The plant-based movement is nothing new. And I understand why people choose to be vegetarians. The meat industry doesn't give a hill of beans about you. Or anything else, for that matter.
After dinner I started to think. What's in plant-based meat? How is it made? Where are the plants coming from? How are they grown? Where are the grown? I had a lot of questions. There was so much to think about and so much to learn. It's not like I eat a lot of meat to begin with, but if things keep up, I'll be eating meat all the time, even when it's not meat.
