Even city kids learn this pretty early on, don't they? I mean, eating "chicken" and "fish" pretty much gave it away to me that meaty things came from animals.
But you're not confronted with the physical reality of it if you're a typical city kid. Or so I'd guess.
Even city kids learn this pretty early on, don't they? I mean, eating "chicken" and "fish" pretty much gave it away to me that meaty things came from animals.
I understood it from a pretty early age without ever having been near a cow, yeah.
But my best friend's little brother spent about a week as a vegetarian after his first class trip to a farm, so for some kids there's definitely a difference between knowing that hamburgers come from cows and knowing that hamburgers come from cows. (This particular 8 year-old boy's bout with vegetarianism ended after he realized it would involve eating vegetables.)
I am working from home today and I get Monday off.
I have soaps on in the background and was just assaulted by a commercial for some Fisher Price toy that lets toddlers sing such classic children's songs as Who Let the Dogs Out. Why?
This weekend I'll go to dance class and realize that I am now, in fact, too old to realize my dream of being in a Sean Paul video. But I'll have a good time anyway.
Some people believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I believe in the Boneless Chicken Tree.
They're actually letting us out from work at 3 PM today.
checks clock
Gotta go!
KAT PEREZ!!!!!
There is a place near my office with a $5.00 caphirinia happy hour on wednesdays. You MUST go with me some week!
What are people doing this weekend?
JZ and I are driving up to Tahoe as of 1PM this afternoon. Her Grandfather's memorial service on Saturday and driving back on Sunday.
This weekend I'm going to sleep a lot, and clean a lot, and do laundry a lot, plus maybe see Serenity again, or another movie.
I think I insulted some friends (G&J) by saying I might pick sleeping in over meeting them for breakfast, depending on what time "early" was for them, but oh well.
I was a city kid who understood that meat = dead animal, but my meals didn't have names.
I was raised in the country and knew lots of kids who did 4-H, raising calves and such for their yearly projects. Everyone knew that Bossy was going to be steak in the fall, but that didn't stop Bossy getting hugs and treats.
My uncle did this. My mom was smarter and raised a dairy cow.
But my best friend's little brother spent about a week as a vegetarian after his first class trip to a farm, so for some kids there's definitely a difference between knowing that hamburgers come from cows and knowing that hamburgers come from cows. (This particular 8 year-old boy's bout with vegetarianism ended after he realized it would involve eating vegetables.)
I know I went off chicken for quite a while after seeing one killed right in my grandfather's backyard and cooked up. Chickens are no cows for the cuteness factor, I guess. But still.
Well, hellooo, Ms. Trudy. $5.00 drinks are fun!
Indeed they are, and they're on the east side, baybeeee!