Spinach Pie Is For Lovers, Probably, Why Not

I became a vegetarian when I was 18. My eldest sister had taken up the cause years before, so the conversion wasn’t a radical step. It was another way to define myself as I started out on my own, breaking away from the jar of bacon grease in my mother’s kitchen. Being a vegetarian in those days was still a quirky thing to be, and I liked that very much. Also, I was poor and meat can be expensive. Saving animals made it possible for me to afford cigarettes and booze, two essential components of survival during my teens and early twenties. Thank you, cows.

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