So I was enjoying the latest issue of Cosmo and enjoying all of the entertaining and highly literary articles and features when I saw the word 'vegan' on a page, so naturally I was thrilled until I actually read the segment. It was about why your man is so thrilled to be grilling outside, and one of the reasons went something like this:
Even if he is cooking up vegetables for your cranky vegetarian friends (please never invite the vegans), he knows he'll be eating a great deal of meat shortly.
Aside from it being tremendously homoerotic, I was unamused. I don't believe that choosing to live a cruelty-free life makes someone "cranky", except when it results in such snarky treatment from those around them, who for whatever reason are threatened by the tastiness of veg girls. Vegans don't want to hang out with you anyway, Cosmo.