Now I’m starting to think the butchers are messing with me.
Aunt Alvina said that last time we were in Westbrook Market (for the record, it’s at 63rd and Cass Avenue in Downers Grove, IL) there were a few butcher guys who were smirking at us for the way we reacted to a two pound package of chicken feet.
Is it just coincidence that every Tuesday a new kind of dead head (not the good kind) is skinned and wrapped in cellophane?
This week’s entry: goat. Usual warnings apply.
Check out the teeth. Price is readable. Now that’s good eatin.’
