Do We Really Need Another Diet Book?

By Dona Welch / October 8, 2015

She was enjoying some sunshine and a cigarette during her break. We made small talk for a minute—the kids, spouses, blah blah blah—before settling on a topic I was deeply passionate about: milk. I’m sure I brought it up, having the tendency to squeeze the moo juice into the tiniest of conversational openings. I was expecting a high five, fist-bump, or some sort of congratulatory, team building affirmation, but instead she gave me the ocular equivalent of a bitchslap.