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Annual Repost: Perhaps Labor Day Doesn’t Come From a Store. Perhaps Labor Day means a bit more.

As the Industrial Revolution took hold of the nation, the average American in the late 1800s worked 12-hour days, seven days a week in order to make a basic living. Children were also working, as they provided cheap labor to employers and laws against child labor were not strongly enforced. Read more…


A Low Carbon Diet

As a young doe who read E Magazine and poured over Co-op America‘s Green Pages some 17 years ago, I can’t help but be partially frustrated by the speed in which the rest of the world has caught on to the green movement, can’t help but shudder at the greenwashing Read more…


Food… Kind of a Big Deal

As a lover of food, I need to know it deeply. I want to. I’m reading Stuffed & Starved, The Hidden Battle for the World’s Food System. It’s moving me in many ways. Firstly, it has been awhile since I have had the opportunity to read at my leisure, to read Read more…


The Two Ways of Valentine Days: Half Empty

10 Reasons Why Love Stinks. 1.) You cannot will someone to action. 2.) We are, in the end, singular vessels of emotion. 3.) Outsides often don’t match the insides. 4.) Youth is wasted on the young. Love is wasted on the loved. 5.) The perceptive, sensitive and intelligent suffer easier Read more…


A Vegan Omelet Grows in Brooklyn

Before you even see these gorgeous little beasts, let me say a word about this fine piece of rock in my palm: black salt or, in its native Hindi, kala namak. No, black salt isn’t street code for heroin. It’s a special smokey salt. In Vegan Brunch Isa gives this Read more…


Vegan Meats Made From Beef: LightLife and ConAgra

This posting has been brewing for years. (Alternate name: Smart Patty My Ass.) You probably know of LightLife‘s packaged veggie meats, maybe picked some up at some point given their widespread availability. They’re everywhere! Of course they’re everywhere. They get delivered with the Chef Boyardee, the Eggos, Orville Redenbacher’s, the Read more…


Earth Day Is Why Vegan Day

I haven’t had to do this in awhile (not since November 2008) but it’s time again… I have to  get on the soapbox… As a vegan of many, many years, I am the backboard to occasional commentary and inquisition from omnivores, many well-intentioned but backed in myth and misinformation, many Read more…


The Path to Salvation: The Salvation Army

  Denver, CO I am an avid thrifthunter.  Apparently it was decided in the stars, as noted in Starsky and Cox’s Sextrology {Thee most spot-on description of the Libra woman I ever did read, including such accurate details as my shoe size}.  I’ve traveled coast-to-coast collecting knick-knacks and thing-a-mabobs, often Read more…


Viva Shea!

Today’s Mets vs. Marlins game may be the last game played in New York’s Shea Stadium.  I say “may” because it is my hope that they’ll be playing the Milwaukee Brewers in sudden death as they’re both tied for the National League wildcard. This is exciting on many levels, mostly Read more…


Once you go Midwest, you never go back.

———————– Public Service Announcement: Like Alaska tries to reel in the ladies for its many eligible bachelors, New York City needs men. Not gay men (In Jerry‘s voice: not that there’s anything wrong with that). Not effeminate men. Men who worry about accessorizing, hair care products and ironic facial hair Read more…


Perhaps Labor Day doesn’t come from a store. Perhaps Labor Day means a little bit more.

As the Industrial Revolution took hold of the nation, the average American in the late 1800s worked 12-hour days, seven days a week in order to make a basic living. Children were also working, as they provided cheap labor to employers and laws against child labor were not strongly enforced. Read more…


Complaint Department: Penny Licks

I used to celebrate emotional accomplishments with banana splits. Washing a guy out of my hair (or deciding to purchase the shampoo), as it often was, I ingested many Friendly’s Royal Banana Splits in my late teenage years. I am still very much drawn to complicated frozen treats: toppings, textures, Read more…


Training Myself Not to Care

New York City is making me hostile. Given the close quarters and large population, I am forced into knowing, in many cases intimately, 8 million people a bit more that I want to. I am within their conversations, their breath. The elbow pokes on my ribcage, graze of arm hair, Read more…


Food For Thought

Kraft Foods (owned by Philip Morris) owns Boca Burger… along with Oscar Meyer, Cheez Whiz, Jell-o, etc. No wonder they’re in Denny’s now. ConAgra, whose disturbing reign of the meat industry was documented in Fast Food Nation, owns Lightlife, maker of all them soy meat products. Genral Mills owns Cascadian Read more…


Buy Nuttin Day

  This past Wednesday during my lunch break I had errands to run. Pancake, my canine life partner, was in dire need of a shampoo and, in order to avoid weeks of a clogged tub and no response from the landlord, I set out to buy an assortment of drain Read more…


My Letter To Leopold, bcc: Muir

Dear Aldo, I write to you from an abandoned farm in an indescript rural town about 15 miles or so from Interstate-80, the massive throughway that stretches from New York to California. Yes, our great country is completely engulfed in a web of asphalt now and it is difficult to Read more…