I like to eat. And I like animals. (As in, “I like animals so much, I don’t really want to eat them.”)
Why are these two facts so often at odds?
I’m tired of ordering the risotto: I want a real entree. No—screw that. I want two or three entrees to choose from. Show a little hustle, chefs. We all know you can sear that Ahi. And any idiot with a map to the Ferry Building can make Foie Gras taste good. The question is, have you got the chops to cook without meat?