Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, and identity.
It’s a rule that we never listen to sad music, we made that rule early on, songs are as sad as the listener, we hardly ever listen to music.
Love...is the immovability of truth.
We looked at each other until it felt like everything would burst into flames
People around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.
Choosing leaf or flesh, factory farm or family farm, does not in itself change the world, but teaching ourselves, our children, our local communities, and our nation to choose conscience over ease can.