Wow, cool story Anda.
I have been vegetarian since 1989 so we are similar. I was in university back then so i wasn't a big restaurant person at the time. Mostly we went to fast food places. There were very few veggie burgers so I found myself eating french fries and onion rings. Not a good plan.
I think because I began this journey as a smart-ass militant animal rights ethical vegetarian I probably was more of a bother for the others at my table than the other way around.
To this day my parents blame pretty much all my problems on my being vegetarian. Of course it balances out because I pretty much blame all my problems on them. haha.
I guess after twenty years of having people ask me the same questions I have given up answering.
It always ends up in someone giving me a lecture on how I am a hypocrite because I have a leather jacket or that eggs are animals or that people are designed to eat meat.
So now I do something like this...
Q: Why are you vegetarian?
A: Please pass the potato salad.
Q: Do you wear leather?
A: Did you hear Simon left American Idol?
Q: Did you know Hitler was a vegetarian?
A: I just got some
Q: Do you wear leather?
A: Walmart is having a sale on men's high heels.
Q: Just try a tiny piece. It's already dead.
A: My other car is a Porsche.
Q: Felafel? What's that?
A: Did you prefer Rocky, Rocky II, Rocky III, Rocky IV, Rocky V, or Rocky Balboa?

Has anyone else experienced these problems? I have eschewed meat since 1990, though I have eaten fish in many of those years. For a time (about three years ago), I was vegan, and for an even shorter time, a raw foodie. Here's my problem with the latter two diets: what do you do when you go to an ordinary restaurant, or dine in someone else's home? Don't tell me (re the restaurant) "just order a salad" -- ordinary restaurants have very ordinary salads and they are boring beyond belief; there is only so much I can take of that. As for dining in someone's home -- well, all my friends know my food preferences, but every once in a while I got stuck in a situation where the host/hostess did not know. I REFUSE to have a fuss made over me, so I very politely decline the meat (without long explanations) or, if it's already been served, eat around it. But it wasn't just the meat -- while I was vegan, I ate no animal products, either. And when I was a raw foodie, the restrictions were even greater. Mind you, they were not restrictions to me, as I knew what wonderful concoctions I could make and enjoy, but they were restrictions when I went OUT somewhere to eat, where the options were non-existent.
I would like to make a note here that during my brief raw foodie period, I lost weight, felt GREAT, and was full of joy. But eating out in "ordinary" places with "ordinary" people was a hassle. Not to blame society, but I was too weak-willed to battle it all alone as NONE of my friends shared my diet preferences, so little by little, bit by bit, I gave up on the raw foods, and even on the vegan life style. Not to blame them, but "the flesh is willing, but the spirit is weak." Now I just say no to meats.
I was wondering whether anyone else in this group has run into similar problems, and how you handle it.
Thanks.