I was pulling frozen chicken out of a bag and this guy only needed a twisty-tie for a tail to be complete.
I ate him after a lemon oregano saute.
No, the chicken wasn’t from Arkansas, but it was from Georgia and that’s where Frank Broyles is from, so we’re getting somewhere now.
I know Frank Broyles is this guy, but do you ever say “Frank Broyles” and think of one of these?
shellicooks 