I seem to have infiltrated the secret brotherhood of meat-eaters. Why is it that almost every well-meaning German I meet insists that that they can hook me up with a good butcher??!!
It's almost always the first thing they mention when I ask where they buy their groceries!
I'm almost afraid to reveal that I'm a vegetarian-- that might be the final straw that causes them to snap, hunt me down and reinact the Salem Witch trials.
Maybe I should start rubbing a little bacon grease behind my ears before leaving the house?
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