"Nah, don't bother with it," he waves a dismissive hand. It's nice to eat kosher when he can, and he'll shop at kosher stores, but he's not strict about things like separate dishes and utensils - he'll do it himself when he cooks, because it's a part of the natural rhythm of the cooking for him, but he tends not to be bugged when other people don't.

"I asked them if this poison was kosher," he says, settling back down into his chair. "The look on their fucking faces; they thought I was serious."