Saturday, June 14, 2008
Chicken Little
How many hundreds of thousands of chickens have we tried to be creative with? I know you're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition...but now I must concentrate on this chicken thing.
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.Links to this post
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.Links to this post
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Chicken Little
How many hundreds of thousands of chickens have we tried to be creative with? I know you're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition...but now I must concentrate on this chicken thing.
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.Links to this post
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.Links to this post
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Chicken Little
How many hundreds of thousands of chickens have we tried to be creative with? I know you're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition...but now I must concentrate on this chicken thing.
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.
Each country has different cooking styles for this unlucky bird whose main reason for living is to give us eggs and then let us feed on him.
I'll tell you what really disturbs me. When I go to the supermarket and I see their rotisserie with all the chicken, side by side, with their wings at their side, roasting and rotating while their juices flow.
Perhaps I should become a vegetarian!
Dog eat dog world!
Anyhow today I'm in the process of doing something with breasts...not mine...a chicken whose fate is to be not long-lived.
Did he enjoy his little bit of time on earth? Does he have a brain.
I know he has a heart and a liver...but I've never heard of chicken brains. I've heard of cow brains...but what about this unfortunate creature.
Am I spoiling my appetite for what I am about to cook!!!! MAYBE.
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