I believe that raw chicken may be the single most disgusting substance with which I come into contact on a reasonably frequent basis. I have no babies around, and the cat's mess is hidden in clumping litter. But raw chicken...
It's like chicken jello. The fat seems more solid than the meat itself, and it's all but impossible to separate the two. Gooey, sticky, slimy, probably swarming with salmonella... Like a raw oyster, or perhaps a booger. How does something as disgusting as raw chicken turn into something as regular and plain as cooked chicken? It's a mystery of culinary physics.
I am reminded of an old acquaintance of mine, Bruce Brown, who in first year design school at Clemson (back in 1995) was charged with creating packaging for a new product. He decided to create packaging for a new fast-food chicken franchise. The name? Sam 'n Ella's Chicken. Mm-mm! Bring home some of that Sam 'n Ella's fried chicken!
Anyway. I was just musing on this while preparing dinner. Raw chicken.
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