meat

For snacks, I graze rather than feast: dried apricots, dates with almond butter and sea salt, cucumber rolled with herby cream cheese and lunch meat.

As the eggs threaten to open, the android smoothly warns the talking meat in front of him, “If you’re not careful, you’re going to belong to them.”

And very little fried and processed foods, red meat, cheese and sweets.

She tipped the meat around the pan until it caught just enough color, then turned to the camera with a conspiratorial grin.

I don’t go for a $75 hunk of meat more than once a year — but that’s not really why I go.