I don't really know if omnivory is a word or not but an omnivore is what I am. Today we are butchering lamb. Last week it was turkey. Growing your own fruit and vegetables has a certain romanticism about it but there really is nothing pretty about growing your own meat. It is confronting to be responsible not only for the life and wellbeing of an animal but also for it's death too. The plastic wrapped meat in the supermarket allows that sense of responsiblility and connection between eating meat and the death of an animal to disappear for some. Of course there is nothing wrong with buying meat in the supermarket or at the butcher, I do it too. We can't all grow our own. I just think it is important to remember where it came from. My girls will not eat our homegrown lamb for precisely this reason and that is their choice (hope does however get tempted by the cooking aromas on occasion).
Now. Complete frivolity in between what is going on in the butchering room.