ead a Fucking Book has been getting a lot of inquiries about health and fitness books, lately.  When I think of health and fitness, I think of one thing: dinner.  And, if I’m honest, breakfast and lunch.  So, I’ll leave the task of teaching you Pilates, or the art of macrobiotic living to someone else, and bring you, instead, cured meats, artisan cheeses, and the most politically infused foie gras a girl can find.