Not about food or chickens, but on my mind:
I second what Jessa Crispin has to say about Jonathan Safran Foer and what Lizzie Skurnick writes about sexism in the literary community.
I was once in the very same boardroom Lizzie describes trying to get a (great) book by a female author on the list of finalists for the same award. I had just made my lobbying speech before the 20 or so people assembled when a male colleague yawned and replied, "I would rather put a stick in my eye than see that on the list."
Okay, whatever, he didn't actually yawn, but he gave the impression of one who might yawn at any moment, so boring and trivial was the very idea of this novel I loved. I can't know that he said this because the book was by a woman, about a woman, being advocated by a woman. But I have never seen a man in that organization so contemptuously dismiss a title advocated by a man, or written by a man, and I am not one who perceives sexism everywhere.
I should have said, "Go ahead, put the stick in your eye -- and can I watch?" but I was raised to be a nice girl who doesn't talk about putting sticks in eyes. So I fumed for hours, stormed out early, and have held a grudge ever since. Very healthy and productive. I have learned from my mistakes. And Lizzie is right.
Tonight: deep fried poached eggs and creamed spinach. For dessert, vanilla cup custard.