I've been a vegetarian for 22 years.
It's a lifestyle choice, not a health thing, not an animal cruelty thing. I just don't like meat. Haven't since I was a little girl.
I do, however, like to take chances...sometimes. The biggest chances I tend to take are speeding on the highway and eating food that is past its prime.
Saturday, I took a chance on some tofu with a January expiration date. I figured there's no harm in it, as long as it doesn't smell weird, and it doesn't have a slimy film on it. Just to be sure, I tried a sliver sitting on top of the block when I opened the package. Didn't taste funny.
I then cubed it, separated it onto parchment paper on a baking sheet, and popped it into the oven while I prepped baked apples (which joined the tofu in the oven), boiled potatoes to have for breakfast, made a one-pot meal of potatoes, green beans and tomato sauce with extra garlic, and whipped up a lemon-orange sponge cake (which joined the tofu and apples in the oven). The tofu came out browned and puffed and chewy, just like tofu that hadn't passed its best by date.
Of course, I couldn't help but try some. Minutes later, my belly began to ache.
No big deal...it's probiotics!
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