I have been vegan for 8 years now, in fact my anniversary was in June.
Yesterday I bought and drank some kefir.
I was born, and spent my childhood, in an eastern European country. I now live in the UK and I suspect that part of the reason I found veganism so easy for so long is that there was no sentimental food around to tempt me.
I don't care for meat, I don't like butter or sweet milk, and I am ambivalent towards cheese.
But savoury milk just takes me to a whole new place. It's sitting at my grandmother's table in the summer with the cold milk, the hot potatoes and the feeling of freedom.
I don't know.
I'd like to carry on drinking kefir but eating vegan otherwise.
I don't want to tell people though; my mum will be smug and say that she was right that this was a "phase", people at work will say well what's the point, you might as well have some cake/whatever with us... Not sure how DP will react, I don't think he's noticed the bottle in the fridge yet.
I don't really know why I'm posting, I think I just want to talk about this and don't have anyone in real life. Well, there's one friend but he just said "treat yourself" and has been dipping in and out of veganism for years.
Has anyone else struggled with emotionally sentimental food?