Each night as I tuck Izzy into bed, I read a book to him and then tell him made up stories in the dark. I assure you our story had nothing to do with the following:
Tonight, when the stories were over, his small voice inquired, "Mama, can we eat a chicken's head?"
Me (thinking what or where did you get an idea like that): "No, I don't think so. They probably don't have much meat on them. Why do you ask?"
Izzy: "I think I would like to try one tomorrow."
Good night, sleep tight and don't let the chicken heads bite..or rather don't bite them.
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Haha I'm not even sure what to say to that, but you're right about the meat part.
Maybe you can level with him and roast a pig head. I love pig cheek skin.
It is one thing to eat pig cheeks but roasting an entire pig's head goes into other realms I am not quite sure I would like to enter. Makes me think of the big square in Marrakesh where everyone munches on whole lamb heads..quite a sight.
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