Say you’re a fierce vegan, fully committed to a diet void of meat, eggs, dairy, honey… ALL animal products. Now a guy or girl catches your eye. He or she waxes with a razor sharp wit, has a keen eye for mouthwatering tunes, shares your adoration for fennec foxes, can make a mean cup of espresso — but also truly appreciates a well constructed turkey sandwich most every day. Is this a problem?
I stopped eating meat shortly after turning 19. For the first few years, I wouldn’t even consider dating an omnivore (someone who sustains his or her body on a combination plant- and meat-based diet). It made for slighter slimmer pickin’s, but I equated the stipulation to a deeply religious person looking for a partner of the similar faith. And also, the idea of playing tonsil hockey with someone who might have hamburger breath made my stomach churn.
Over the years the importance of dating a fellow vegetarian diminished. I simply sought someone who respected my own beliefs and would have the courtesy to brush his or her teeth post meat-munching, pre-smooch party.
My current long-time boyfriend eats meat, but since he doesn’t push me to or tease me about not (because I’ve dated one of those), it doesn’t bug me. He doesn’t ask me to cook any meat at our apartment but I wouldn’t mind if he wanted to make some for himself. It’s just not an issue for me anymore. I suppose it might be something to talk about if down the road kids come into the equation — but that’s so long off right now.
Would you be OK in a relationship with someone who doesn’t subscribe to the same eating philosophy as you? Why or why not?