Discussing meats over a lunch at Whole Foods: “I’m very particular about my meat. Gristly, fatty, weird stuff just freaks me out. I think it was the way I grew up – my mom always bought the nice, lean, high-quality stuff and it spoiled me. A few years ago, I bought a big package of store-brand chicken breasts and they were gross. I had to throw them out.”
“Really?” Bobby replied. “Chicken is pretty lean.”
I grimaced. “Nope. These were bad. For me, it’s Perdue or die.”
AHEM! They were ALL outstanding, thank you very much! Much better than “On Meat…” you had originally planned. I bite my thumb at thee, Purdue chick! (Get it? Purdue Chi…oh, screw it)
“I’m very particular about my meat…”
Bobby, can you confirm?