One thing I am proudly inconsistent about is meat. I don't eat it. But I don't care if other people do. Except for veal, which I think is appalling. Though I have no problem with foie gras. And I think Chicago banning foie gras is ridiculous.
(The funny thing is that I am reading Ruth Reichl's Garlic and Sapphires, and she just waxed rhapsodic about foie gras at, I think, Le Cirque.) (The other funny thing is that M is reading it too, and she just got ahead of me.)
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