That seems like a lot of options. And he has no idea what some of them are.(Why does "vegetarian" make him think "Beans for breakfast, beans for supper, and oh boy, beans for dinner!"?)

So he just kind of slides a helpless look at Constantine and says, "I just. Mostly eat what I can find." It's only been three days that he's had to worry about feeding himself, man. Trash cans behind restaurants are his friends.