I'm an omnivore that can enjoy a nice filet mignon, beef carppacio, and a steak tartare once in a while, but calling my food pets, giving them names, then having a ceremonial funeral with a picture on the 55" while you consume their flesh sounds like some messed up sacrificial woodoo ritual. Hey why not start them early as kids get old enough to hold a knife force them to slaughter their favorite pet they bonded to the most, that way the lack of their nutrient deficiencies would be the last of your worries
Whoa. I'm not the one who raised the meat. Nor did I name it nor slaughter it. I doubt the kid who raised it ate any of it.
Yes, I honored Murray while I ate him, but I'm sure I also saluted the accompanying vegetables for giving up their lives. Remember, plants have feelings too.
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Well, yeah, if you name your veggies, let your kids bond to them and call them pets, then put them on a 55" and toast them, as you devour them, you might have some unresolved issues.