I grew up in rural western Pennsylvania, about 40 miles north of Pittsburgh, an area where the land is rich with cows, corn, and Christianity. I've never raised cattle or grown corn, nor have I ever identified as Christian. I eat beef. I'm not against carbs. And I believe there is a fine line between religion and insanity. My hometown has dubbed itself "A great place to live."
Like many, after high school, I left. I attended and graduated from college in Washington, D.C., and promptly moved to New York City, which, I've decided after thirteen years here, is truly a great place to live.