Oh, that PETA, always thinking. Not necessarily thinking what you or I would think, but hey . . . the Norfolk, Va.-based group that's made meat-eaters everywhere look at me like I'm about to whip the prime rib off their plate and beat them with it has turned their eyes to the frozen north. Well, to Vermont, the home of two fat guys who make moms cream. No really, they do - Ben and Jerry make ice cream. Pervert.
I blame my failed attempts to make the leap from vegetarian to vegan on these guys, but PETA was trying to give me a way out. Hey, don't use cow's milk, they said, use mom's! Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for pint after decadent pint (700 gallons per hour), um, how?
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