Over the next few days I'm going to do a running "series" on "Small Town Charm" 
AKA  "Please, I'm begging, get me out of this god forsaken hole!"


Back story - 

3 or 4 times a week it is just my youngest son (the only one that still lives at home) and myself for dinner.  He is a great kid on most fronts, but by far, the most pickiest eater on the planet.  It is difficult to get excited about cooking the same crap over and over, so on these nights, I often just let him pick what he wants for dinner, and make myself something else which he would never want. 

If I am not up to cooking, I will often just pick something up at a deli which no one in the house cares to eat as a meal, such as a salad, or some vegetarian meal.



Fast forward to today -

I head to my very small town grocery store, I figure I will pick up some deli soup or a salad, while my son has one of his few favourites, chicken fingers and fries.  After looking over the meager selection, longing for a store with more variety, I pick a Chicken Ceaser Salad and head home. 

I mix in the dressing, add the croutons, and open my mouth for a taste.  Well, something is just not right.  I must admit, I find it extremely vile when you expect a certain taste and another flavour surprises your mouth. 

Yes, only in my small town would they think its totally normal to substitute turkey for chicken and not bother to change the label. 

Ok, sure, its not the end of the world, I agree, its not even that horrible of an offense.  Hell, sure it could have been rat or cockroach, but still, there is a weird sensation when you are prepared to taste chicken, and it just is not chicken.

Im sure its because the grocery store had tons of holiday birds left over... and certainly didnt want to be wasteful, but I am begging you sir, please, at least label the food packages correctly.  

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Although these birds below appear to be chickens and turkeys I assure you, in my town, they are ALL chickens.  



Picture borrowed from jrcomption.com.

.....and that's the kind of day its been in this small town!

“I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live?” -- Homer Simpson :)