Make Believe Food

By Susan Mercedes. Filed in Food  |  
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Warning: this post is a sample of what goes on in my brain.

I was having lunch with some friends yesterday and one of them mentioned chicken nuggets. (We were NOT eating at a place that served chicken nuggets.)

This has always been something that bothers me. “Chickens don’t have nuggets!”, I said.

One of the people at the table assumed I was talking dirty and was using the term nuggets for balls. I wasn’t. I had to convince him I wasn’t talking dirty. So I gave him another example of make believe food….

Buffalo wings!

After lunch was over, I couldn’t stop thinking about this. Why is there food named after fake parts? As in, you want some pork buttons or beef thumbs?

This makes me crazy. Eating wings does not.

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5 comments to “Make Believe Food”

  1. Comment by Becky:

    Chicken Fingers. Nuff said.

    Susan Mercedes Reply:

    Becky: Ewww, you’re right.

  2. Comment by Joseph S.:

    You know what I want? I want a chicken, thumb. I mean, they must be accumulating somewhere. How many places can you go and get chicken thumbs? Sure, you can have chicken fingers, but never a chicken thumb. I wonder what it is that makes them worth stocking away and never selling them…

    Susan Mercedes Reply:

    Joseph S.: You have me rolling. I bet it’s a hitch hiker who’s doing it!

    Joseph S. Reply:

    I bet it totally is! Kinda’.

    Restaurants probably save them, and give them to weary travelers. It is the one kind hearted thing they do, which is why God allows them to continue to sell all of their terrible fast foods!

    Good thinking Susan! I’ma have to knock on the back door now, dressed as homeless guy, and ask for the goods. If they act like they don’t know what I’m talking about, I’ma be like, ‘The chicken thumbs mang! I know you got some makin’ in there. All ya’ll sell up in the front is fingers. Give some chicken thumbs man!’