Oh, my meat ain't cheap, erika, but, poor though I am, I lead such a narrow life that I can afford the extravagance (working at home and living within walking distance of most necessities helps quite a bit; plus a generally reclusive bent). My big regret is that I can't feed my animals the same holy meat--and their consumption is much greater than mine. But I've already bored everyone on that score, so I won't go into details.
JJ, shirts made with child labor just clean better, don't you find?