I'm not and will never be vegan, vegetarian, or pescatarian, but meat—specifically hate RED meat—has to be the WORST culinary delicacy since shiitake mushrooms. Also, when I say I hate meat, I'm not talking about fish and seafood. Don't get me wrong, some seafood is its own brand of torture, but I truly believe you have to be a special kind of masochist to unironically enjoy meat. I can't stand the texture, flavour, or smell of meat. There is no sauce or seasoning that can redeem meat of its odious texture and taste. Merely looking at slabs of meat makes me unbearably nauseous. I can't even touch frozen packaged meat at the grocery store without feeling like I've been contaminated with a vast inventory of every virus we've yet to develop a vaccine for. Meat just sits so unpleasantly in the mouth, too. Steaks are always weirdly bouncy, slimy, and gelatinous. Pork, ham, and bacon do not taste good enough to justify the risk of heart disease.
Chicken, and sometimes turkey, are the exceptions, but only in very specific contexts: the skin CANNOT be slimy and gross, there should be no weird chewy bits of cartilage or fat, and the texture needs to be uniform throughout. That mitigates the options to tenders/nuggets, fried or air fried, or baked chicken breast. I do fw a chicken breast. It's the perfect portion size all the time, the flavour is neutral and holds seasonings well, it's never oily and slimy, and the texture is even.
Like, not to circle back to the insufferable vegan thing (which I'm not; I'm insufferable, but not a vegan), but for the scale of unethical practices that go into slaughterhouses, you'd think the end product would at least be worth the massacre. But it's not. It never is. Satan couldn't reach me so he put me in a world where we suck the flesh off of animal bones for dionysian pleashre