Everyone talks locavore.
You know, eat locally.
Support your local farmers.
Only take what you are going to use.
Be good to the planet.
The whole nine yards.
That's why it warmed my heart, when walking up East Broadway yesterday, I spotted this local
But - it's locavore, so what the fuck? And - at least Mr. Fisherman was nice enough to toss his cigarette before serving you. Rules, you know...
|Look ma - no cig!|