For a month now I've been eating my homegrown barred rocks, which are so so so tasty. Every recipe I make with them is better than anything I've had before; they are like chickens+30%. I marvel about it every time I put one into my mouth. They are awesome.
Today at work they fed us roasted chickens for lunch. Industrial chickens, bulk-pack tyson specials, baked simply with a little olive oil and rosemary. I had a wing and half a breast. The meat was pale and squishy, almost spongy, and it tasted like...nothing, and weird, at the same time. I couldn't eat it.
I guess I am doomed to raise chickens for the rest of my life.
Today at work they fed us roasted chickens for lunch. Industrial chickens, bulk-pack tyson specials, baked simply with a little olive oil and rosemary. I had a wing and half a breast. The meat was pale and squishy, almost spongy, and it tasted like...nothing, and weird, at the same time. I couldn't eat it.
I guess I am doomed to raise chickens for the rest of my life.
