Last evening, Woodstock was graced by the presence of a very special guest. Daniel’s niece, Tegan, made an appearance at Woodstock and had her first encounter with Meat Neutral. Her reaction? Babblebabble…puke…burp…heeheeoggglgogbolbe

No Erika, she didn’t puke out of disgust. Rather, it was baby’s way of saying “wow, this is what I’ve been missing all my life.”

I have a feeling most babies would have also puked at the spread (a vomit of joy that is). Stuffed Portabella Mushaburger stuffed with Italian Sausage, Salmon Artichoke dip, baked brie, yam chips, bruschetta, and the first revision of the fabled pie pie — the unfinished masterpiece.

As we can see from the pictures, Tegan had a death grip on the plates, and couldn’t get enough. A true vegetarian, through and through.

We also had another special guest at the table, Russ and Jacquie’s yet to be born child, no doubt kicking in the womb at the delicious bites of “meat neutral” cuisine of her mother. It looks like we are ushering in a new generation of meat eating vegetarians.