Two simple, unadorned words - plant based. And what turmoil they've caused. I believe that we were created to eat a plant-based diet. I believe that even the most lovingly raised chickens weren't meant to yield up their eggs for our breakfast plates or to be part of my baking. Yet, my eating habits, my taste buds, my baking regime all balk at making a plant-based diet my reality. Every time I bake a batch of cupcakes or enjoy veggie benedict with hollandaise sauce, my actions are contrary to my beliefs.
It's enough of a wrench to bring my eating patterns into line with my core beliefs, but that's downright piddly next to the question - is this the last season for the Cupcake Lady?
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