When I grew up, my Dad always allowed me and my mom to eat the white meat. He acted like he was doing us a favor by sacrificing and eating the thighs, legs and wings. Boy did he pull one over on us. I only started eating thighs about 10 years ago and I would rather have a thigh than anything else. I swear I could eat the skin off of every thigh in grocery store and still want more.


"Don't cling to Mistake, just because you spent a lot of time making it."