The other day I got a call from a reporter for the Huffington Post, who wanted to talk to me about my book. Because it was the Huffington Post, I got the sense that she wanted me to be as controversial as possible. I doubt I lived up to this expectation; usually when I try to be controversial, I fail miserably. For example–and this is not a joke–I once wrote a column that I was sure would be total flamebait. It was about [treasury bonds](http://www.mint.com/blog/investing/tips-for-beating-inflation/).
Anyway, the reporter asked me whether I’d heard of the book [That’s Why We Don’t Eat Animals](http://www.amazon.com/dp/1556437854/?tag=mamstesgrubshack), a children’s picture book about vegetarianism and factory farming. I said I hadn’t. She asked whether I would mind if Iris read the book. I said, well, I’m not going to bring it home from the library, but if Iris comes across it and wants to read it, I’m not going to try and stop her, either.
Iris was lying on the couch reading a (different) book, and she said, “WHAT? WHAT BOOK?” After I got off the phone, I explained that it was a book arguing that people shouldn’t eat animals.
“But I love crispy duck leg,” said Iris, and went back to reading.