Where's The Beef?
Oy to the vey, people. Apparently what everyone but the beef council has been whispering for years is true: Eat red meat, cut years off of your life. You’ve got your cancer, your heart disease, and “just about any other cause.” Yikes! But burgers are good. Which is why I’ve spent the last 24 hours trying to figure out how to justify my burger habit.
Listen, gluten is what I worry about. Quite frankly, that’s enough. For all of you who have to also go dairy-free, soy-free, octopus-free (I’m so, so, sorry), I feel for you. And I fear that I could one day join you in the multi-allergic world. So for now, until I absolutely have to, I’m not giving up one more damn thing. Continue reading
