Wedges of Wisdom: The Bond
I don't know why it's taken me this long to figure out, but the following hit me while making buffalo cauliflower the other night (first time ever, promised myself I would try something new every week this year. Food is an easy way to satisfy that promise since I'm so far to the left of an adventurous eater I'm actually to the right): You know that feeling, the one you get when you can sense someone you know and love starting to wander into territory - maybe it's politics, religion, strong moral opinions - that you don't get fuzzy feelings about entering? Admit it, you know exactly what I'm talking about. It's that little piece of our conscious in the back of our brains going "Don't go there! Don't engage! Abort! Abort!" That feeling has nothing to do with any number of excuses you might come up ("I'll take 'I Don't Know Enough About This Topic to Have a Valid Opinion' for $500, Alex") It's about you knowin
