Wishing I’d been there…
On my daily visit (sometimes more often), I saw that AD pointed to an article at Snooze Button Ronin entitled A Good Exchange. Hah!
Need a teaser? Try this:
“What’s wrong with ‘free-range chicken?’” the waiter asked.
(Now, one must picture this waiter, to appreciate the full effect. He’s dressed in well-worn handmade hemp clothing, has ratty sorta braided, ‘I want dreadlocks’ blond hair, and has a scruffy, unkempt chin-beard of some variety. He’s hygienically clean with no odor, but unkempt in appearance.)
“It doesn’t taste quite as right,” I said
He puffed up to deliver his speech, “It’s 100% certified organic, free-range. It’s free of hormones and chemicals. Not only is the taste more natural, but it’s healthier for you, more humane and environmentally friendly.”
“But there’s no fear.”
“Huh?”
Have a look.