Chicken Crap
I've bought chicken nuggets at BJ's and at Walmart. Both have a distinct unsavoriness to them. To be fair, perhaps, I inherited taste buds that are particularly sensitive to the taste of chicken. My mother would only cook chicken if she could get it freshly killed. Yes, even in the city where we lived you could find chicken slaughter houses that cater to the aficionados of chicken. Alas, the one my mother frequented is no longer in business. It seems the big corporations drove them out. But if people tried to properly taste their chicken products, you might feel as I do about buying processed chicken. I can't blame Walmart because the product I bought at their store was made by Purdue. I couldn't stomach more than a few; luckily, our local racoon wasn't particular and he's enjoying not having to go through our garbage cans. I can't really describe the taste except to say it tasted like a diseased chicken made it into the mix. To its credit, chicken McNugge...