One morning in 1994, I became faint and woozy upon walking into my office. It happened sometimes, but that morning it was worse than usual, just as I was coming through the revolving doors on East 53rd Street. In truth, I suffered from an appalling crush on my boss, so I wrote it off to […]
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About twelve years ago, my father and stepmother took a trip with some friends to Tuscany. These friends, who happen to be vegetarian — not interesting vegetarian, but sprouts-and-a-plate-of-mashed-yeast vegetarian — insisted that my father and stepmother eat the same way. It wasn’t hard for Shirley, who is as near to a vegetarian as one […]
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