It’s no secret that I am a massive foodie. I’m fairly sure I spend 95% of my waking hours thinking about food (and all my sleeping hous are definitely spent dreaming about food). Working as a baker, cake decorator and chef, I live and breathe and occasionally have meltdowns about food.
However, one of my other loves is this planet. Without going into too much depth for those who don’t want to read about it (I’ll do another post in more detail soon), the way we farm, especially how we farm livestock, is destroying the beautiful place we call home. I’ve felt frustrated by this for a long time and drastically reduced the amount of meat I was eating a couple of years ago, when I was normally eating a couple of portions of meat each day. Then again about six months ago I cut it down further, and in the past couple of weeks I have cut down to eating only meat that we have already bought or that other people have cooked for me. I’ve also cut down significantly on the amount of dairy I’ve been eating (I’m lactose intolerant anyway, but never bothered to cut it out completely, so my body is grateful that I’m finally cutting back properly!).
In the past couple of years, my frustrations about farming have been mostly centred around my lack of power to change anything. I knew that even if I adopted a completely plant-based diet, I’d never change the perspective of the rest of the world. But I feel passionately that we should boldly follow what we believe and practice before we preach – “be the change you wish to see in the world.” I am responsible for my own actions, and if my own actions leave me frustrated and feeling powerless then I have myself and only myself to blame for that.
I can promise you that I won’t be perfect, but I’ll give it a go.