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| Vancouver Island, BC, Canada | Children, Parents & Guardians, Sons & Daughters

(My mom is a vegetarian, so I was raised without meat in the household. My dad’s family is a very ‘meat-and-potatoes’ sort, so most of the times I visited they would make a roast beef dinner. I also have a very particular way of setting up my plate; a pile of mashed potatoes, hollowed out, filled with peas, and then with gravy poured over. I am about seven at the time.)

Me: “YAAAY! Volcano!” *pouring gravy into potatoes until it overflows onto the beef*

Dad: *laughing* “You really like roast beef dinners, don’t you?”

Me: “Yep! I’m a beef vegetarian!”

(To this day, my grandmother still brings up the ‘beef vegetarian’ line.)

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