As we were discussing various kinds of vittles and the changes in the American diet, a friend’s wife(Mary) told the story where as a kid they would visit an Uncle’s farm. The Uncle kept a number of animals including rabbits. Mary loved the rabbits. One weekend she showed up and most the rabbits were gone and her questions, she remembered, were left wanting. Come dinner time when she sat down at the table she figured out that the “chicken” they were about to eat was not in its normal shape and she called them on it and refused to eat it. Her father scolded her about her disrespecting the work etc. etc. their hosts put into the meal while explaining some hard facts...ending with telling her that she WILL eat some of whats on the table. Through her tears she looked up and said “Fine!! fine... I’ll have a wing”
Uncle and father laughed so hard they let her off the hook.