Also, since I'm apparently in a mood to rant such as this journal has not witnessed in many a moon, let me take this opportunity to lash out at the practice of making cole slaw without mayonnaise. Sure, vinegar slaw can be tasty. But eating it also feels like a disciplinary process. I don't need the state, or its de facto representative, the chef to impose health upon me. Maybe I need a tattoo, prominently displayed, of a snake rampant coiling itself over the azure field of a Hellman's/Best Food label under the words, "Don't tread on my cholesterol!"