I’d like to point out a lovely story from a fellow Chicago-land blogger. Catherine keeps the very well-written Everyday Life as Lyric Poetry. Yesterday she described her experience checking out her neighborhood Halal grocery store.

The husband graciously gave me a tutorial on meat that is Halal which, including my follow up questions and considering the language barrier, took a bit of time. They asked me “is your husband Muslim?” I was so obviously a young white American Christian with a young white American child that I worried they would feel I was not being honest in some way, walking into their store and asking for a lesson in their food customs. So I explained that I was a Christian, but that I wanted to honor God in the food that I ate and was hoping to learn from them.

Take a couple of minutes and read the entire post.