When I buy cage-free eggs, I feel good... oddly very good. I feel like I'm keepinng one less chicken from life in cage.
But at the same time, I'll pick up the bacon, enjoy a little foie gras, and saute some veal scallopini on occasion.
It makes me think about my hypocrisies.
My kids can't procrastinate. They can't use curse words. They have to be kind to each other without exception... not lazy, late, or rude.
But I...
Please pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
(on the cage-free thing... like many food marketing words, it's not as great as I'd hoped)
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