...as I do. I eat all raw food, cooked to perfection by myself, or my brother. Once a month I roast a chicken. Tonight it was roasted with bread stuffing, potatos, yams and corn. It was delicious, and a pot is boiling down the carcase for chicken soup tomorrow.
My sorrow comes from knowing that there may be yet one more such roasted chicken in the foreseeable future and after that? Rice, beans and canned chicken (If I'm Lucky) and canned veggies. 3/14/2012 is my guess as to when the shit-hits-the-fan and we all go to back-up supplies. Get ready.
I'm going to miss that chicken.
Den
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