If the best place for a vegetarian-experimenter is the yoga studio, then the worst place is a pub with friends. The friends offer alcohol and distractions that are usually welcome. At the Nickerson Street Saloon on Sunday, the entertainment was good, but the health benefits were low. I finally decided to order a breakfast burrito, but was so embarrassed by my loud, drunk friends, I forgot to mention to hold the ham and bacon. The enormous block of burrito came to the table with a thud. All six of us plowed in and I tried my best to avoid the chunks of meat. I'm sure I ingested some.
The truth is that I don't really care about the meat; I just want to succeed at the experiment. Obvious lesson of the day: environment makes a huge impact on health/eating choices.