Vegan Among Omnivores

Proud vegan kitchen 2
We returned last Wednesday from an almost week-long visit to the Midwest. It was great to spend some time with my family, who we only see once or twice a year. Plus we were glad to be there to celebrate my cousin’s wedding and, a few days later, my not-so-little brother’s twenty-sixth birthday. However, it was also—a bit unexpectedly—the most difficult visit we’ve made yet.

We knew it would be more challenging going in. First, we’d be traveling with an active and independent toddler; the last time we took a trip like this with Roman, he wasn’t yet walking and still slept pretty easily through flights and car rides. Second, this would be the first time that we weren’t spending a good portion of our visit in the Twin Cities area. When you’re near a major metropolitan area, you can be fairly certain that you’ll have at least a couple of vegan dining options available. Pizza Luce is a staple for us whenever we visit, and we know that we can always hit up Whole Foods in either St. Paul or Minneapolis for provisions if needed. This time, we would be spending our entire visit in northern Wisconsin.

We prepared as much as we could for both of these things. We bought a set of headphones and downloaded a few episodes of Thomas for Roman and made sure to pack my entire purse and half of a small suitcase full of food and snacks (I’ll share some of my travel tips soon). Chris was pretty insistent in the days before we left that I was over-preparing food-wise. By the end of our trip, though, we were mighty thankful for Thomas the tank engine and glad for every bit of food we’d brought.

So while there were trying moments with the kiddo, and while we definitely found ourselves feeling hungry more often on this trip than others before, overall we felt that we prepared pretty well for the challenges we foresaw. What made things really difficult for us this time around was something that we didn’t see coming—how hard it would be simply being vegan in a region that is decidedly not.

We live in a nice, cozy vegan bubble here in Brooklyn. All four members of our little family (dog included) are vegan. There are restaurants (plural) that have entirely vegan menus within walking and delivery range. On top of that, there are dozens of non-veg restaurants that offer vegan menu items and basically every grocery store in the neighborhood stocks at least one vegan version of pretty much anything you could want—including some amazing, locally-produced vegan ice cream. We are even walkable to a vegan cheese shop and a vegan clothing store.

In northern Wisconsin, amid the dairy farms, there are billboards for beef.

During our stay we were surprised to find that the massive grocery store across the street from our hotel in St. Croix Falls had two aisles and a freezer case stocked with gluten-free and vegan products. Still, the Field Roast sausages sat one shelf above packages of organic ground beef and nearly one fifth of the store, the whole back side running lengthwise, was dedicated to animal flesh.

Mealtime conversations were jarring. Chris has noticed this at work dinners, but we’ve been playing host this summer to friends and family, so it’s been a while since I’ve eaten in a setting where not everyone’s plate is filled with plants. So much of the discussion ends up coming back to food, which, when you’re morally opposed to what your dining companions are eating, makes just being there difficult. We can avert our eyes, but inevitably someone comments on how juicy this piece of animal flesh is, how delicious that cheese tastes, while yet another asks “How would you like your eggs?” It becomes a game of sensory selection, attempting to see and hear around the things that make you cringe.

And then there are the jokes or the very direct conversations that people engage you in about the things they eat and prepare. It always astonishes me that we’re approached with these topics so casually and without consideration for the fact that we see these things as wrong. A joke about the animals that we choose not to eat is not the same thing as a joke about, say, gluten. The latter is something that someone may need to avoid for health reasons, and the former, while definitely associated with health concerns, is also the result of a lot of unnecessary suffering. It’s hard because you don’t want to be the preachy vegan when someone is genuinely aiming for a moment of levity (misguided as it may be), but you also can’t laugh at something that you know is so wrong. So we spent a fair amount of time deadpan, tongues held between our teeth, feeling our hearts sink into our stomachs.

It has also been very difficult to watch as family members on both sides begin to complain or receive diagnoses (or pre-diagnoses) of totally preventable, lifestyle-related conditions: diabetes, hypertension, diverticular disease, high cholesterol, excess body weight, joint pain, dementia, heart disease. It’s even more difficult to listen as they chalk these things up to getting older, as though these conditions and the medications that quell their symptoms are perfectly ordinary or beyond their control. Every time it happens, I want to whip out Forks Over Knives and start pulling up scientific articles. “No, see? These are all conditions that can be prevented, treated, and often reversed by adopting a plant-based diet!” I’ve yet to be in a situation where it’s the right time or place to actually do this, so we say what we can when it feels appropriate, but most of the time we walk away feeling pretty helpless.

After returning from our trip, I felt so much anxiety and so disheartened. It helped to simply be home and in our little vegan bubble once again, but I’ve also been trying to remind myself that there was once a time when I thought that veganism was extreme and unreasonable. There was a time when I said that I could never give up cheese or bacon, when I believed that there was such a thing as needing animal protein. I’ve been trying to remember that, even once I had learned enough that I could no longer ignore that a plant-based diet was the healthiest possible diet for humans to consume, even as I was feeling those benefits, it was hard to imagine never eating animal products again. And even as I felt my heart shifting, after accepting that there is no humane, conscionable way to eat flesh, milk, or eggs, I was still nervous about what labeling myself as vegan would mean for my identity.

Making the change was difficult and scary. It can be hard for me to remember this because living the change, coming out on the other side, is not. That’s what I feel like so many people don’t see, what I didn’t see before I got here—that actually being vegan isn’t hard. It’s liberating and joyful. It’s abundant.

And that that’s exactly why this trip was so challenging—because I have this hope inside me that, one day, everyone will come to see that being vegan isn’t about giving things up. It’s about kindness, compassion, and moving your actions in line with the values that you likely already have. It’s about vibrant health and longevity. It’s about hope for the future of our species and the earth. I shouldn’t have been so surprised that being a vegan among omnivores was trying; I have far too much hope to have come away unaffected.


  1. says

    Hi Britt,
    Thank u for sharing this. This sounds so familiar to us… My husband and I are from Belgium and we often get that same hard time from family and friends when we are invited. We neither can’t understand how it is possible people can’t make the link why you choose to be vegan, and that, if you once make that decision, there is no way back! The feeling of being vegan is indeed liberating and joyful. My husband and I feel so much better, physically and mentally but it’s not always easy to face a world full of omnivores…
    Maebe we should move to Brooklyn, 🙂 for here in Belgium we have like 10 vegan restaurants (for the whole country) and “normal” restaurants really panic if you ask for a plant based meal… so we mostly end up staying home…
    Your writing made me feel better though and I can only hope with you, hope for that change…
    Kind regards, Vanessa.
    (Pardon my English, for we speak Dutch over here 🙂 )

    • Britt says

      Thank you for this comment, Vanessa! It is challenging at times for sure, but so worth it. 🙂
      And not to worry–your English is great!!

  2. Avril Eastwood says

    Hi Britt
    I’ve only just found your website a little while ago. I am 54 and have’nt eaten meat for 20 years. I do eat fish but have been trying to remove fish, dairy, and gluten from my diet. I’m trying to remove dairy and fish for the reasons of animal welfare and health, but gluten because I think it’s contributing to my RA. I am finding it very difficult because of lack of time and my head is full of that way of eating. I do pretty well sometimes but then when I’m really hungry and dashing around I reach for gluten biscuits and eat fish. On top of all that I find it difficult to not eat eggs. But I’m really hoping to improve and I’m positive that I will get there.
    I live in England in Norwich, Norfolk and one of the things that is so difficult is buying shoes that aren’t leather.
    Anyway after my essay

    • Britt says

      Avril, that’s so great. It’s all about progress! One meal at a time.
      I actually had a some pretty scary RA-type issues myself a few years back, which is part of what prompted me to adopt a plant-based diet. The reduction in pain and inflammation happened quickly and, in the three years I’ve been vegan, I haven’t had a single recurrence. Animal products are known to cause inflammation, so perhaps moving closer to a fully plant-based diet would provide some relief for you as well?
      And I hear you on the shoes. We’re getting more resources here fortunately, but it can still be challenging to track down leather-free footwear–especially with kids shoes, I’ve found! Can you get Toms shoes in England? They have a handful of vegan styles and are my personal go-to for daily casual wear. This is actually something I’ve been thinking about lately, so I’ll try to do some more research on the issues of shoes and post about what I find. 🙂

      • Avril Eastwood says

        Thank you Britt. That is encouraging to hear that you had signs of RA and it’s now disappeared. I am afraid mine is quite severe and I am on some hefty drugs. But I am ever hopeful

  3. Avril Eastwood says

    Hi again. For some reason both my comments didn’t have their endings.
    The first one on 9th October was supposed to say: What a wonderful post it was and how really encouraging it is to read of how difficult you found it on the ‘other side’ and how it actually isn’t when you accomplish your goal. That has given much such confidence that I can do this. So looking forward to following you. Thank you for being you :))))
    Then the message dated 10th October was missing its end also. It was supposed to say:
    I will look out for Tom’s Shoes and I’ll get there in the end. Thank you so much :))))
    So I’m hoping that today’s reply won’t lose its ending. And if it does I will email you 🙂

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