Wtf, who talks with his food?
I chuckle when I see an official account being left dumbfounded by an absurd reply.
Boston Market said
So glad I’m not the only one who thought that
What a day to have eyes
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Jokes on them, the nearest Boston Market to me is in another state.
Boston Market isn’t real.
it can’t hurt you.
Chicken are real though
Chicken are birds. And you know what they say about birds. They’re not real.
But the skin is the best part!
I love when it’s spit-roasted.
To your partner, ok, I won’t kinkshame, but who prefers a roasted chicken without skin?
Why would I eat the chicken wrapper?
Right, the seasoning all roasted in there is the best part.
Chicken skin is disgusting
Chicken meat good
I’m curious how you have it that you feel that way. Do you bake it, broil, steam? Do you cover? Uncover? How long for each? What bits do you have?
I mean breast skin is not great skin so if you like that cut I get your dislike but if you do legs and thighs, baked or fried or anything where it crisps and a lot of the fat cooks out, that’s not to your liking?
For me at least it’s a texture thing. Even if you roast the skin to be crispy, it still has the sort of sliminess and stretchyness on the underside that’s absolutely disgusting. To get rid of that it’d have to be totally charred to black but then it’s not food anymore
I remove the breast skin, but I do eat the drumstick skin since it’s melded right in the most of the time.
Nah I always just remove the skin always
But if I’m cooking myself, I’m just buying breast without skin
I wouldn’t pay more than $9 for you.
Go get a whole roto-chicken for less at the grocery store! You can probably get a full mashed potatoes and bag of frozen peas and have 4 meals for only a few bucks more.
I love to debone you in the kitchen.
“My, you’re very juicy today”
“Your skin is delicious fried or smoked”
I know my dad has done you better but I want to try too.
I really wish that guy from Boston Market hadn’t fucked you before dinner.
I’m going to eat you on a bed of mashed potatoes and gravy, you succulent bird…
“I’m going to spatchcock you so hard.”
