Vice, vice, baby

So, for those of you not in the habit of listening to Morning Edition, this week, they've been doing a series on beef production and consumption.

As your occasionally-stereotypical NPR listener, I am not immune to what's ha-ha-only-seriously referred to as "liberal guilt." So I had a small pang of it when I realized that what's currently considered a healthy week's worth of red meat consumption is, to me, "Tuesday's dinner.[1]"

You've seen the hamburger recipe I use; eight oversize burgers out of four pounds of grassland beef. Am I putting myself at risk? Maybe. Am I consuming an outsize portion of resources? Quite possibly. Am I going to change my ways? Hard to say, mostly because I'm not sure if I can locally-source comparable chicken (no idea where my local butcher gets theirs; finding farmer's market eggs seems like something I should probably investigate), and, to be honest, I'd make a lousy vegetarian.

[1] Okay, technically, I had steamed cauliflower, a dill pickle, and a four-egg Nomlette for dinner on this most recent Tuesday.