Happy Chickens

I like eggs but only ones from chickeney chickens

I was on temporary assigned duty to a place called Sylhet, Bangladesh, in the mid aughts, where we were documenting an engineering civil action project for aquaculture. The hotel we were staying at had a backyard kind of place where people would go to smoke and chill out. And there were chickens back there. Skinny runt little chickens about the size of pigeons. Me being the stupid American, I sat down and was feeding some of them pieces of the granola bar that I had with me. I was petting them and giving them scritches. Little did I know that these little chickens, skinny and bony as they were, were on the menu for a dinner in my team’s honor that night. That is one of the reasons I only eat free range eggs now. Poor little chickens. Vital Farms has a webcam set up so you can watch their chickens chickening out in a pasture.