Books, Taylor Swift, and other hyperfixations
Whenever someone catches me eating cheese, I call myself a "flexible vegan." Let's pretend I chose this faction on purpose. Let's pretend the label fits and never chafes against purists' expectations. Let's pretend I am immune to guilt. Giving up meat was easy. The rest has been harder. * Friday night dinners with my partner… Continue reading Flexible Vegan
Sad story: I found a lump of leftover mozzarella in my fridge. That's not the sad part. I could have SWORN I'd used all the mozzarella earlier in the week. Elated, I set about making a cheese sandwich. I reached for the bag of mozzarella. My fingers closed around a hard-edged lump. It was an… Continue reading The Cheesy Goodness Book Tag
What one person has on their playlist might not appeal to everyone. I'll take my chances.
