I am a food bigot. This was brought to my attention by my wife some years ago when she first served me eggplant. “I hate eggplant,” I said. “I thought you knew that. Any kind of eggplant.” “You,” she declared, “are a food bigot.” I clutched my heart and reared backwards. “How can you say such a thing?” I cried. “Because it’s true.” “No one has ever said such a mean insensitive thing to me—ever!” I protested. “Dear, have you ever... Read more