My name is Michael Greenberg, and I am passionate about food: growing it, making it, eating it. I can’t remember when I started changing what I bought and consumed, but by Spring of 2011, I’d made a decision: I was going to eat smug, especially where animals were concerned. I want to eat food and feel smug about it, I want to eat food that was smug itself. I want local, organic, pastured, Ivy League-educated chickens. And I don’t mean fake Ivies, like Dartmouth.
I respect those who go further in their dietary ethics: vegetarians, vegans, lithotrophs. But that’s not where I’m at, and—for me—consistency isn’t everything. I’m not interested in starting a conversation about which food ethics are best; I’m interested in starting a conversation about food.