Prejudice is a funny thing. I don’t remember ever meeting anyone who claims to be prejudice, or indeed who wants to be prejudice, and yet prejudice is still one of the biggest problems in society. I can’t help but think this is because people don’t actually understand what prejudice is.
~ Rob Johnson (April 17, 2011)
How did I arrive at this height of clichéd existence, living as a Brooklyn creative type with connections to kombucha brewers and a backyard chicken coop? Easy: It turns out you can just drive to a farm and buy some chickens. I highly recommend it.
~ Nina Lalli (September 16, 2011)
Well, we are real farmers. We ride horses, keep cows, chickens and goats, manage an extensive acreage all naturally. All our animals are treated humanely and we are excellent stewards of the gifts God has given us. When they have reached the end of a productive life, they are humanely slaughtered and precessed for us. As I said, good stewards. We don’t eat the horses, because we choose not to, they have a graveyard under the pecan tree at the end of the arena. The rest find solace in the freezer.
~ Ted Noland (September 19, 2011)