We have a neighbour who is involved in animal rescue, helps at sanctuaries, etc. but who still eats flesh. I'll never understand the cognitive dissonance. She keeps suggesting we all go out for a meal together to a 'lovely' restaurant in the next town that apparently does some very good vegan options... but how can you enjoy a night out for a meal with someone while they're sitting there tucking into the flesh of murdered innocents, and carry on having a conversation as though nothing is wrong?