It’s so weird going to anyone else’s house for me..
I live with my mom and sister (both vegan) and my dad (vegetarian); I of course am vegan. We’ve all been so since around 2006 - with me first, then them following. The only non-vegan thing in my fridge, I think, is 2% milk, which my dad still insists on using in his coffee and some dairy ice cream he also likes (he’s stubborn..). Other than that we currently have hummus, jelly, pickles, various condiments including vegan mayo, lots of veggies, orange juice, soy milk, almond milk, soy cheese, Tofurkey slices, and in the freezer is over 9,000 tons of vegan ice cream, vegan sausages/chickn nuggets, and Amy’s brand frozen dinners.
So when I go to someone else’s house, I’m like….
“LOLWUT YOU HAVE EGGS IN THE FRIDGE? THERE’S MEAT IN HERE? JEEZ. WHAT? WHAT’S NEXT? SOME FREAKING COW’S MILK? HAH. Oh, right.”
Room for one more in dat house? =P