Overheard from down the hall while I was eating broccoli and beef for breakfast at work:
Coworker1: "Whats that awful smell? Its like... broccoli. But it's too early for that!" (she was heating up a pop-tart.)
Coworker2: "Well, there's only two people I can think of that bring in vegetables..."
Of course I was their first culprit. They came down to my desk and gawked at the fact that I was having veges at 8am. I told them I'd cooked it in lots of beef fat so it would make a nice satiating meal first thing. Their jaws dropped a bit lower and they left me alone.
At a butcher's shop, questioning the owner about his products:
Butcher: "No, none of the beef is grass fed. I just don't think it tastes as good, you know?"
Me, trying to patronize him somewhat: "Yeah, I suppose you're right - its a nutritional thing though."
Butcher: "We could argue that all day, but really, how much meat does a guy eat? Not enough for that to matter."
At that point, I simply had to smile, say thank you, and leave. I'm still perplexed by that experience; I managed to find a butcher that didn't carry bones, marrow, suet, liver, or heart. He did have some beautiful $22/lb local steaks - but really, where's the rest of the cow? I've labeled him the boutique butcher.
Talking to a coworker of mine that spent her first 17 years in Germany, I forget what I said, but something hinting at my carnivorous nature slipped in response to the vegan we were having a conversation with. Come to find out, the girl from Germany loves liver and marrow, and has tried more weird meats than me - she was particularly fond of frog legs and kangaroo. She complained that her husband was grossed out by her eating habits. That guy doesn't know how lucky he is...
In the checkout line at the health food/grocery store with 6 lb's of beef bones in my basket, a rather pale, skinny-fat, girl in front of me (buying a lot of fruit, frozen vegetarian dinners, and a couple of bread products) kept glancing at me nervously. I smiled at her, and she asked: "Are those for your dog or something?"