Yesterday we attended a party that at my friend Mark's house. His wife Danielle had invited her parents' up from Minnesota, and wanted them to meet a few of their friends. Danielle's parents names are Ed and Betty, similar to my folks.
Danielle comes from a big hunting family. In fact, her brother was hunting bear in Maine, which is why he wasn't around. He was guaranteed to shoot a bear on the hunt, a little memento that they would have to gut and slaughter and chew on for months to come.
I spent much of the time with my friend Joyce, who is an emphatic Vegan,
and probably hasn't eaten any meat since her last boyfriend about twenty years ago.
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Danielle comes from a big hunting family. In fact, her brother was hunting bear in Maine, which is why he wasn't around. He was guaranteed to shoot a bear on the hunt, a little memento that they would have to gut and slaughter and chew on for months to come.
I spent much of the time with my friend Joyce, who is an emphatic Vegan,
and probably hasn't eaten any meat since her last boyfriend about twenty years ago.
( Read more... )