One of my old bandmates is vegan, by choice, animal by-products won't kill him or make him sick. Twenty years ago, whenever we played in France or Spain the salad would always come out with a garnish of duck gizzards, lardons or some kind of fish. He'd send it back, it would come back out with the offending flesh carefully picked off hoping he wouldn't notice.
Tony would then pull a tube of mushroom pate out of his suit pocket and have at the bread basket. Things are much improved these days but I felt so bad for him back then.
One of my old bandmates is vegan, by choice, animal by-products won't kill him or make him sick. Twenty years ago, whenever we played in France or Spain the salad would always come out with a garnish of duck gizzards, lardons or some kind of fish. He'd send it back, it would come back out with the offending flesh carefully picked off hoping he wouldn't notice.
Tony would then pull a tube of mushroom pate out of his suit pocket and have at the bread basket. Things are much improved these days but I felt so bad for him back then.