Conversation with my dad after dinner tonight…
ME: Did you like your chicken?
NICK: It was different.
ME: How do you mean different? It was just chicken.
NICK: It was a little hard to cut. And chew.
I’m a vegetarian who never cooks meat. I didn’t want my dad to get sick on undercooked chicken, so I cut it in little pieces and put it on the George Forman grill. I asked him if he wanted more chicken tomorrow. He looked at me and said,
NICK: Maybe the dogs want it.