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Her friends laughed when Miriam Blake said she wanted a Margherita.
Saying she’d a vegetarian was obviously a bridge too far, even as the kick-on wound down at the Betoota Heights sharehouse she and four other friends live in.
Everyone, including Ms Blake, was starving.
That’s according to Lucy Camberfield, who did the ordering the old-fashioned way by telephoning the James Dean Pizzaera in the French Quarter.
“I got barbecue meat lovers, a supreme, two bottles of full-strength Pepsi and two logs of garlic bread,” she told our reporter.
“We understand that Miriam doesn’t eat meat. She hasn’t for weeks. But ordering a whole meatless pizza at 3AM after a big night on the tiles just because someone is a vegetarian isn’t really fair on the rest of us,”
“Vegetarians have to sleep in the bed they made themselves.”
But Miriam told The Advocate that she was under the impression that a vegetariab option had been ordered and upon the food’s arrival at the house – it began to sink in that she was ‘probably going to go to bed hungry’.
That’s if she didn’t just pick the meat off.
“So I did just that,” she said.
“It was still technically vegetarian because I didn’t eat meat, but the whole thing was dripping with animal fats from the pepperonis and whatnot,”
“I did what I had to do. If you don’t eat meat on purpose, it’s basically OK. There might’ve been a bacon bit slip past me but it wasn’t like I was eating a stick of processed meat.”
More to come.
