My son Jonathan is really good at choosing restaurants, and my favorites in New York were the casual but delicious chain Le Botaniste and the fancier but scrumptious Beyond Sushi, La Planta, and a new (to me) restaurant Anixi.
"No single food choice has a farther-reaching and more profoundly positive impact on our health, the environment, and all of life on Earth than choosing vegan." ABC (Alternative Baking Co.) Also, it's delicious. (Don't believe what you hear about vegan freaks.)
"Farm bill would kill California's pigpen law," reports Alexi Koseff, SF Chronicle staff writer in today's paper (May 2, 2026). Thank goodness the Senate will have the chance to check the zeal of the House of Representatives when this bill reaches it because it would invalidate a state law (Prop 12) approved by millions of us California voters in 2018. Even the Supreme Court ruled (narrowly) that our state had the right to pass this bill. It's not that this new standard is wonderful for the pigs. It's not. But at least it gives them room to turn around. Most pork is produced outside of California (Iowa, for example), where sows are kept in 2-foot-by-7-foot "gestation crates" barely larger than their bodies. (See photo.)
Now more than a quarter of American hog farmers have already made investments to comply with California's regulations.
Can we go forward instead of going backwards? Rep. Lateefah Simon, the Oakland Democrat who helped organize a bipartisan defense of Prop 12 in the House, is right when she calls the conditions most animals live in (What a life) "cruel."
https://www.sfchronicle.com/politics/article/farm-bill-california-prop-12-22234263.php
Good people work hard to plan and carry out the Asian Coalition dinner every year, but the menu stays pretty centered on dead animals, and last night, that's what they kept bringing on. Since my volunteer work for animal welfare and the environment is to eat plant-based with every bite, I had to wait around--as did another person, who's a vegetarian, for quite a while before they brought anything that wasn't a dead animal of some sort. The problem could have been easily avoided if they'd simply begun by serving something that everybody at every table could eat, something plant-based. Then we could have all begun dinner together and those who wanted to eat dead animals could still get their fill.
Then she provided the ingredients for me to make egg-free, dairy-free cookies including almond joys for a cookie party.
I love the people who invited me to this Lunar New Year dinner at Dim Sum King this past Sunday, and the hostess really made a special effort to be sure I had something to eat, which eventually I did. (My plate is the one in the foreground.) I'm on a diet anyway, and I managed not to say "Oh, look at all the dead animals!" But I do remember decades ago when my son, who'd become a vegetarian after seeing dead animals hanging from hooks on Clement Street, very innocently said, when friends were served their paella with chorizo, chicken, and shrimp, "Wow! That dish sure kills a lot of animals!" I'll bet those kids have no idea what they're eating or all the suffering the animals have gone through. I'm also pretty sure that the people at that table thought that I was the aberrant one, not eating meat or "even" eggs. (I recently read Deb Olin Unferth's Barn 8 as well as her non-fiction Harper's piece "Cage Wars." The treatment of egg-laying hens is horrific.)