Wednesday, September 2, 2009


It had been just over two years of Rees' self-imposed vegetarianism when he stood in the kitchen last night, watching me cut up a roasted Cornish game hen.

"That looks so good!" he said, wiping the drool from his chin. "I want some of it so bad!"

"Would you like a bite?" I asked him.

"A drumstick," he said.

And two years ended, just like that.


Robin said...

Funny! I did the vegan thing for a year and it was a drumstick that ended it all for me, too.


Jennie Englund said...

Robin, I've often thought you have a lot in common with my little guy...