A garden for San Quentin

For all my trashing of Saint Alice and her sanctimony, I do think the general backlash against eating clean in down times is a bit on the absurd side. And I guess I’m not alone: Chipotle is apparently one of the few food businesses doing surprisingly well right now. In a two-for-99-cent taco world, people are clearly willing to pay more for non-mystery meat free of salsa from slaves. But it’s still pretty sad that one of the Oklahoma City bombers sued to try to eat better during his life sentence, demanding more whole grains in his gruel rather than “unhealthy dead” food. How many of those 168 people blown up had no warning that their unacceptable sausage biscuits would be their last meal? And it’s sadder still that one convert has been made even as the Big O shuns her lovely beets. Missionaries can’t be choosy.