I have become so Midwestern that I now order chicken at restaurants. I used to wonder, “who are these bizarre individuals who could ask for steak, cod, salmon, duck but they order grilled chicken breast instead”?
I now know. These people are me. And the strangest part is, nobody’s making me. I feel compelled to eat chicken. I mean, I actually enjoy it.
Only a few years ago I was making fun of the Midwestern chicken-eating compulsion, and now look at me.
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