Remember when eating meat was a huge deal? How you’d get so excited about it, because normally is was only for shabbos? And if you were eating meat mid-week it meant there was some special occassion? When meat meant “happiness”?
No? Really? You’re not from Medeival Europe?
Wait, what do you mean meat’s no big deal? You still have to go down to the farm, buy an animal, hire a shochet to kill it properly, bring it home, clean out all the gross parts, salt it, kasher it, then cut it up and find a way to preserve it, most likely inviting over a bunch of people to share it with you, right? That’s still how you get meat, right? I mean, meat still means “party” right?
Oh. No? You can get meat anywhere? Really? What’s SeamlessWeb? What’s a Deli?
So you’re saying meat’s no big deal anymore, and you pretty much eat some sort of it every day for lunch? By yourself? Not at a party? Really?
Then what are you stopping for during the nine days?