Somehow I am surviving as a vegan, albeit nothing is more depraved than eating these meals (see sad photo below) alone in a hotel room facing a mirror. Luckily they had a box of vegan cookies at the grocery store, but they looked like they were obsessive-compulsively packaged. My room currently looks like the room a chocolate Easter Bunny would've stayed in if he robbed a Bulk Barn and bathed in its glory. I am running out of spicy plantain chips. The anticipation of the void that ensues is bringing me anxiety.
Oh and in case you're wondering, that is a ~7foot male polar bear head. The hunter told me the best way to strip the meat off for mounting is to let the maggots have their way with it in the Spring, but ensure that the fat has been removed (otherwise the maggots get stuck and can't do much). The best way to eat the meat is to boil it or slice it thin and pan fry it; he was very very delicious (I didn't try it though; vegans eat gummy bears).