I tried to explain to her what the documentary was about, which is the the affect of factory farming on our society and health and the control of the nation's food supply by a handful of multinational companies. This is not one of those shock-value PETA type movies. There aren't any video/photos of animals being tortured, just a real look at the machine that feeds America.
After only about 20 minutes, MiniMe says "Ewww, I think I may have to become a vegetarian."
To which I reply, "Well, that's a choice everyone has to decide for themselves."
"I could live on macaroni and cheese I think," she says a few minutes later.
Finally, she gets tired of watching the documentary and heads to the kitchen. I hear the fridge open and the sounds of lunch being made.
"What are you eating MiniMe?" I ask from the living room.
"Lunch" she replies.
"What are you eating for lunch" I ask.
"A vegetarian sandwich?" I inquire.
"Kind of," she replies.
"What does that mean?"
"A sandwich with only two pieces of ham on it."
I guess that's her version of vegetarian lite? In one ear and out the other I guess.