You may recall my post about cooking up a batch of chicken feet. The snipping of the claws. The volcano of oil. The first bite. Tastes like chicken!
Imagine my surprise this weekend at coming across the very thing I cooked and ate two months before. However, I wasn’t in a fancy Asian restaurant. I was at the pet store… and the chicken feet were in a dog treat bin.
So did I cook and eat dog food, or are they giving the dogs people food? DON’T answer that!