An unconscious gesture
food: where life meets death meets life
My wife wasn’t aware of placing her hand on her chest as she surveyed the farmers market booth of chicken meat, but the farmer noticed. “Problem?” I looked from one to the other, realized what was happening, and said, “Oh, she raises meat rabbits – all good!” They quickly fell into easy conversation.
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