Went to the butcher today and picked up Easter dinner. Got a fresh kielbasa. I kinda oded on ham in my youth and still have sensory flashbacks of biting down on the clove that they said they’d removed. The smell of freshly cut meat carries me back to when I did meat cutting duties in kitchens I’ve worked in. I adapted the Zen method of meat cutting. Taking a large piece of meat and cutting it where it wanted to be cut. You don’t get supermarket cuts of meat but to me it seems the right thing to do. REALITY SHOWS We’ve got to take back entertainment and push the networks into killing off shows like Survivor, Biggest Loser, Amazing Race, The Bachelor and…