Walking into the Ladybird Bakery this week I overheard the two behind the counter discussing Jonathem Safran Foer's Eating Animals. one was testifying that after reading this book 95% of her relatives had become vegetarian. I didn't want to broach the vegan question, too sad a topic in a landscape filled with butter cream, so we spoke about the reading group in which she democratically mentors the unknowns as well as the celebrated. That's refreshing; giving voice to the obscure strikes a strong chord with me, as when Jung advised people to "listen to all the little voices" within themselves, which makes a beautiful pattern of light-filled cracks in the elitism of cultural and academic hegemonies, both internal and external. She gave me contact info about the group, which sadly I have lost. D'oh!
Later I started to put things together. About a month ago my husband all the sudden declared he wanted to become a vegetarian. Sure enough, the change of heart had come after reading a few chapters of Eating Animals. Everthing was illuminated.
By the way, congratulations to Ladybird for winning the Red Velvet Cake contest at the Brooklyn Historical Society.
2 comments:
Nice! I have been vegetarian for about almost a year-and-a-half now and it's really been a good thing.
Good, then you'll have to let us know of any good recipes you've come across. My aunt used to make sort of meatballs from cream cheese. They were so good! I'd love to find the recipe.
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