What should I do? I haven't eaten meat in almost a week, and I feel great both physically and spiritually. But man could I go for some buffalo and parmesan garlic wings. God damn, meat is like a drug and I'm relapsing. Edit: I am currently hovering over a menu from my local pizza place. And if I give in you can bet your ass I'd be getting the 24 count wings.. But that's 12 chickens that will have died because of me... Aaahhhh this decision is torture!