I was looking at a conversation about cooking, centered on chicken recipes, on a Facebook cousin's profile, but I didn't comment anything there, because I don't know anything about the subject and chicken isn't my favorite dish.
But
I need to nourish myself.
So, if necessary, I eat chicken meat, even though I don't like it. I
don't like poultry meat, in general. With exceptions: shredded
chicken breast, without chicken smell, is fine. A well seasoned
chicken leg is also good.
The appearance of the piece must not remind me of anatomy classes either. If so, I fall into an absolute fast. Some pork recipes give me this horrible impression, but not all. I like pork, but not every day.
Meat from wild animals here in Canada, like deer and moose, don't appeal to me either. They are too dark and have a strong taste.
My favorite is the ox. What a brutal thing to say something like that. Favorite to eat! No, I'm not becoming a vegetarian. But it is better to not remember them grazing, when it's time to eat, it makes me very sad.
I
became like this after I got older. I was more voracious before.
Anyway,
everything goes better with rice and beans. And with that black soft
drink too. 
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