What Didn't Influence my Quirky Food Habit

So, if you've seen awful images and/or video of errant slaughterhouse practices (which do not represent practices I've witnessed first hand myself), no, the "shock and awe of animal mistreatment" is not one of the factors in my decision to annually give something up.

Ultimately, there is trace-element-ish crime in eating meat. As long as I elect to continue eating meat, I am responsible for this karmic-type offense. As long as I eat meat, I can't kid myself. Beef is frickin' cow. The animal is not just life support for its meat. It feels. For sure. And when it dies--I don't care how technologically sophisticated the kill room is, the animal will feel pain. The good ones make it momentary (measured in milliseconds), the bad ones botch it and often make a disgrace of the entire vocation and surely themselves.

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Why THIS donut?

But after being puzzled as to why this donut, amidst the battery of donut varieties offered, including ones like Red Bean, did so well I had to ask one of the bosses of the Hong Kong master franchise, a big Aussie bloke. "Why?" I asked...

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