Bawk Bawk

Is there anything more gross than chicken? Seriously, even if you eat it, don't you gag when you come across gummy grey parts? Just a little? I got what promised to be a yummy salad for lunch today (not that I normally use the word "yummy" when describing salad, but since I can't fit into the bridesmaid dress I have to wear in two weeks, I thought I'd give myself some encouragement). Anyway, spinach, spicy chicken, broccoli, chick peas, French basil dressing -- I was nearly bursting with excitement. Then I got a bite of chicken that was composed almost entirely of grey gum. To spare myself the embarrassment of hurling on my desk, I swallowed it whole. Chicken is no longer a part of my life. It has let me down again and again.

Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure my five years of vegetarianism were based solely on one bad chicken experience.