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Here at Eating Our Words, we know that when something disturbs the hell out of you, it's best to talk about it. We can thank John Seaborn Gray for the most recent image we'd like scrubbed from our brains - a terrifying, whole chicken covered in gelatinous goo slipping from a can. We'd like to commiserate with commenter Marie, who seems to suffer from similar issues:
Haha I could barely get past the canned chicken. I love how the picture on the can looks like Thanksgiving dinner, all browned and complete with stuffing and with "home-style goodness!" And then it looks like a rotting carcass coming out of the can.
Marie, maybe we should start a support group to get past this trauma. In the meantime, a cocktail might help us to temporarily forget...
