The last few weeks I've noticed that I'm not enjoying eating meat as much as I used to. I was the guy who would saddle up to the trough and order a giant plate of the brontosaurus ribs, with an extra plate of bacon and some cheese sauce to dip it in...but I don't know. Not anymore.
It might be that my tastes are changing as I'm getting older, perhaps it's because I'm eating more Indian and Chinese food; I'm sampling through better vegetarian dishes; my cooking skills are getting better; there's more variety to choose from. All of the above are true, and right now I think I could do without meat for at least two meals a day.
This isn't to say that if someone wanted to invite me to Ruth's Chris Steak House or to go get wings, I'd demure. It also doesn't mean that I'm going to go completely vegetarian, or worse, vegan. It also doesn't mean I'm going to try and force my opinion on others. At this point all it means is I'm not looking around the table for 3 different kinds of meat and the hot bacon dressing for my salad.
Good for you. My wife accuses me of "needing" a meat at every meal, but I think she's missing the point. I need something that tastes good at every meal, and vegetables, when not prepared the right way, often don't fit the bill. Don't get me wrong, I love veggies, but it takes a lot of time and effort to do them right, and that's a luxury we often don't have.