My first slab of barbecued steak after being a vego for 18 years was like gnawing on a car tyre.” I was brought up a vego, mainly due to what my parents put on the table and their beliefs on natural health and killing animals. Being a vego is a broad term; most people and friends would assume you are weird (probably am) and asked the same question over and over, “So if you don’t eat meat, what do you eat?” “What are Mung beans?” I wondered what the hype was all about and everyone telling me how good and tasty it is! I didn’t really decide to eat meat, though sort of started by default, most likely the corrupt Gizzy crew feeding it to me and several of the younger vego lads (you know who you are!). Meat now hits the table, not a lot, just when it’s available. I can’t really cook steak, I would rather go out for a meal (when the moths fly out of my wallet) and order a Scotch fillet - generally medium-rare. Fish and chicken are tasty, though overall I mix it up (still mainly veges including grains and super foods etc) – balance is good.