I'm sitting with my doppio... planning... plotting my next adventure in poultry. I don't have a mega huge appetite so that little rotisserie number lasts me 3-4 days. The 'good parts' have been stripped (my faves are the crispy skin and dark meat, which I ate in front of the TV while watching a Queer As Folk marathon) so I'm left with a couple of good-sized breasts to play with, which sounds weird but you know what I mean. The deli dealies are so plump and succulent... I don't know what they're doing with these chickens, but I doubt it's letting em walk around.
Groceries: artichoke hearts, celery, swiss cheese.
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