I think I’m turning Vegenese, I really think so

Kimberly Mueller
Nov 7 · 4 min read
My stocked pantry

When I first moved to Seattle, my California friends joked that I’d become a hippie — stop shaving, wearing deodorant and makeup and possibly become (gasp!) a vegetarian. I had been in southern California way too long to ever imagine losing any vanity by having hairy armpits, a naked face in public, and smelling bad. Plus, I grew up in the heartland raised on not just corn, but corn-fed beef. Hell I put…

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