It's Day 4 of my resolution to not eat cheap chicken and ... my honor is questionable. Last night, I had dinner at a Japanese noodle shop and had a great bowl of ramen, sniffling-hot with chile oil, lounging in a bowl of meaty, satisfying pork broth. And yet, as I walked out, I peeked into the vat of soup bubbling away, and saw a wing. A chicken wing. It never occurred to me to ask if there was bird involved at all, let alone the kind of sustainable, humanely raised bird I've promised myself I'd only be eating. Oy.


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