I went out with some friends for a Korean BBQ dinner.

Good lord, I think I ate a whole cow. I felt so sick. I ate so much meat. There was a raw meat buffet (which seemed so wrong) and you cooked your meats at your own table. The men ended up doing all the cooking. But the problem with dining with so many male friends, was that I felt like I had to keep up with them. They kept cooking more and more things and piling them onto my plate. Damn chivalry.

During the dinner, I accidently picked up a sliced cow tongue. Now I don't usually get squeamish over food, nor do I believe in wasting food - but in that moment, the picture just didn't sit well with me.

Anyhoo, I think I'm going to eat plain lettuce for the next few days.