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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Thursday, December 04, 2008
A Conversation Regarding a Chicken Named Amy
My three year old helped me put two very whole and very big and naked chickens in the freezer today.
Hannah: Mom, what are those?
Me: Chickens, honey. They're from Kate and Curt.
Hannah: They look ba-ucky! Why do we have them?
Me: We're going to eat them for dinner sometime. Isn't it nice to know where our food comes from? We know they lived on a very nice farm, they were taken care of well, and they will be nice and healthy for us to eat.
Hannah walks over to touch the bags with the clearly visible chickens inside. She crunches her nose up at me and gags a little to the point of almost throwing up.
Me: What's the matter Hannah?
Hannah: (mortified) IS THAT AMY?!? Are we going to eat AMY?!?
People, never EVER name your food. It is a really bad idea. I remember eating Nibbles and Ellie...ohh, the pain.
And, No. We will not be eating Amy. He (yes, he) is back at the farm with the ladies. Right, Kate?
Hannah: Mom, what are those?
Me: Chickens, honey. They're from Kate and Curt.
Hannah: They look ba-ucky! Why do we have them?
Me: We're going to eat them for dinner sometime. Isn't it nice to know where our food comes from? We know they lived on a very nice farm, they were taken care of well, and they will be nice and healthy for us to eat.
Hannah walks over to touch the bags with the clearly visible chickens inside. She crunches her nose up at me and gags a little to the point of almost throwing up.
Me: What's the matter Hannah?
Hannah: (mortified) IS THAT AMY?!? Are we going to eat AMY?!?
People, never EVER name your food. It is a really bad idea. I remember eating Nibbles and Ellie...ohh, the pain.
And, No. We will not be eating Amy. He (yes, he) is back at the farm with the ladies. Right, Kate?
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