Chicken fingers

One of the best benefits for me living with someone is that I don’t have to touch raw chicken. I cannot stand touching raw chicken. Do you have any idea how much of a problem this poses for me? I love eating chicken. Absolutely love it. I think this “no touching raw chicken” thing stems from when I had to dissect a chicken wing when I was in high school. I found it so nasty I didn’t eat chicken for years. Seriously.

I tried to find chicken that was cut up already – like for stir fry – but apparently they don’t have that in the grocery stores in Hicksville, USA. Well, at least I couldn’t find it last night.  Now because I want chicken so bad I have to cut up the damn chicken.  You have no idea what kind of trauma this may cause cuz (in case you don’t remember) I hate sharp objects, too.

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4 Responses to Chicken fingers

  1. Jeanne says:

    AH-HA! That must be where Rachel got the afraid to touch chicken thing from!!

    I know for a fact that super one has stir-fry chicken… I’ve bought it there many times. For some odd reason, it is near the beef. (The shelf that is about eye level.)

  2. Pauline says:

    Ah-hahahahahah! A chicken chicken! LOL! Sorry…I just thought that was funny all of a sudden!

  3. Bonnie says:

    Yep.. Super1 has chicken cut up for stir fry … beef too … plus a mix if you want it … unless they are sold out. Otherwise if you plan ahead, Viau’s will chop up chicken for you on request. They close @ like 6pm tho.

  4. Kit-Kat says:

    Yay! I’m so happy I won’t have to cut up chicken anymore. SuperOne, here I come!

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