Meat is revered in Monterrey, where I was born, but I learned that vegetables have a storied place in Mexican cuisine – and the journey to get there is joyful
In December I received a phone call from my father, which, through no fault of his own, tends to fill me with dread.
“So … Mom says you’re vegan now,” my dad said. “You’re not eating meat or dairy at all? No eggs, no cheese?”
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