I’ve been a vegetarian since I was 8. It started as a way to make a “grown up” decision. And, honestly, it was not a very bold decision considering that my family did not eat red meat. But I’ve stuck with it because I know I personally could not handle killing animals for food. I do not feel comfortable outsourcing that task to a cruel food system with a horrendous environmental footprint. So as I soaked up information at several…
I was having a lovely dinner with a former coworker who asked me, “Have you ever been to a bad potluck?” Hmmm. I had a hard time coming up with even one example. In fact, I’m realizing that I might be subconsciously screening new friends based on their potluck participant potential. Are they generous? Unapologetic (as Deborah Madison says, never apologize for food you serve!)? Love to think and talk about food? Not so controlling that they can’t let others contribute?…