For some people, straying from the family faith is a gradual process, a long, slow falling away from religious precepts that no longer make sense. For me, it was like being struck by lightning. Or by a young cow and a hunk of Italian cheese. This is the true story of how a timid, more-or-less-kosher eater was transformed into a food rebel in a single meal. What I
Freud’s Butcher
A blog about Genealogy, Psychology, and Meat