I concede defeat

I guess I am really not going to be vegetarian this summer after all-- I am going to be a flex- pescatarian. Do you want to hear the trials and travails of my arduous effort to convince my mother that fish are animals?

Here's an example conversation:
MOTHER: Oh, yeah, I told all the girls at work that we're going vegetarian this summer and I asked them for their best fish dishes!
ME: Mommy, you know that if you eat fish, you're not a vegetarian.
MOTHER: What do you mean?????
ME: Fish are animals. If you eat fish, you're not a vegetarian. If you eat fish, you're a pescatarian.
MOTHER: ...........

I respect those who choose to eat only fish just as much as I respect those who eat only eggs or no animal products whatsoever. They are all furthering the greater good of environmentalism and improving the health of Americans at large. Frankly, it would be silly of me to judge those who choose to eat only fish when up until only a week ago, I indiscriminately ate everything I could get my mouth around. But the fact of the matter is, vegetarians do not eat the flesh of any animal, and that includes fish.

But anyway, the point of my story is that I am going to end up eating fish once in a while. And I ate it last night. Story after the jump.