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I Finally Had My First Steak. My Mom Was Disappointed.
In the Texas Firsts series, old and new residents alike experience linchpins of Lone Star State life and culture. I’ve never thought much about beef. Cows, sure. I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, where we’d go on elementary school field trips to local dairy farms and sheepishly attempt to milk cows before a teacher would beckon us for fresh ice cream. I grew up Hindu, and the sanctity of all sentient creatures was a value instilled in me by my mother before I ever really learned about burgers. My bedtime stories often featured the adventures of the various chickens, cats, and, yes, cows that would run around her grandmother’s village. Cows have feelings, my mom would remind me. I dreamed of the chance to pet…The post I Finally Had My First Steak. My Mom Was Disappointed. appeared first on Texas Monthly.