If you’ve been with us a while, you know I reported to you last year about the “free-ranging chicken breasts” on a restaurant menu. I pictured plump happy chunks of white meat, frolicking in a green meadow, but I never could find the right illustration. And now last night in a different restaurant -- “cage-free half chickens”. I see them hanging around outside the bars, reluctant to part from their other halves still imprisoned.
Can't find the right picture for these guys either. And anyhow – where’s the big deal in being
cage free if you're going to end up brick oven roasted anyhow?