By: John Hersey (Feb 9, 2011)
It starts innocently enough. You think "okay, I can try this" and you join the chicken club and get fresh chickens delivered to your door. You get the box, consider the feet and toss them in the stockpot while the rest of the chickens get lightly salted and put in the fridge for a few days to rest. Then you roast one and discover that it's as good, no better!, than those famous chickens you had in France. So you start roasting more chickens and impressing your friends. Make them say things like "that's so good I want to cry." And you start figuring ways to include more chicken in your life. You double your order and start hiding them so others won't know how many chickens you're eating. You come home in the middle of the day just to roast one and eat it alone with your hands, laughing maniacally and disregarding the burning juices running down your chin. And you claim you don't know why there are chickens stashed in the back of the closet or behind the books in the library and you ignore the whispered "intervention" conversations you interrupt. - No, better not buy these chickens. You can't handle them.
Comments on this Review:
Rainbow Ranch Farms says: (Feb 9, 2011)
If we see your orders decline, or If we find out that you have been going to a 12 step chicken program to recover from the addiction. You will find us at your doorstep with a 20 pack of chickens. Thank you John From Xenia
Ann Wright says: (Mar 12, 2011)
This review is so funny. Your wit convinced me. I'm joining.
Noel Lawson says: (Apr 14, 2011)
This farm is a bit of a drive from where I live, but you have me convinced. You made me laugh and smile! Can't wait to be a part of this experience!