Wiggles totally has the right idea. Eating meat is totally cool (and damn delicious!) as long as you go for fresh, free range, sustainable meat that has lead a good life (up until the terrifying last few moments being chased around by an over-fed dog whose favorite meal is excrement) and is not full of toxins, antibiotics, and botox.
I can't stand my meat with botox. Really, if I want a shot of botulism, I'll go visit my favorite botox injecting local nurse.
Anyway, I diverge. What I'm really ranting about is vegetarians. Who needs them? Give it to us, RAW, AND WIGGLING! The succulent, juicy first bite of a bloody rare rouge burger is a joy not to be denied. There is so much misery, heart break, and uphill battles that we face everyday, why deprive the body of the pure dopamine and seratonin shots to the brain with the irresistible taste of perfectly braised duck leg? Accompanied by sublime potatoes, fried in duck fat?
Which brings me to another point. Duck fat -- is there anything it can't do? Really? I mean, really? Yeah, I didn't think so.
So...quick fussing with the mundane demands of your job and put all that cranial power to the important question of the day: What's for dinner?
