By Agnes Cadieux, Ottawa Citizen, May 10, 2015
Like most vegetarians, I don’t eat anything that has a face. And my reasons are
the usual three: ethics, environment, and health. But please, don’t call me a
vegetarian. I don’t label myself as such because there are times I bend the
rules and order up poutine made with meat gravy, and the look and smell of a
delightful cut of beef still makes me salivate. I also live with an avid hunter.
And I’m okay with it. The problem is: many of my counterparts are not. via
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