The Partner and I went out to dinner to a favorite local eatery tonight and I decided to tempt fate with the "Cornish Game Hen with Sausage Stuffing".
It was quite good. But I could not help thinking that I was dining on a baby chicken. Now, I know that Game Hens are not little yellow chicks, but it was like an entire mini chicken, roughly the size of a softball. This, was, well, just odd to me. Tasted good though.
When I got home, I promptly told the Bird that I "ate Bird" for dinner.
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