I keep him right here in the closet! Right behind the bags of feed corn. You have to look sharp, I don’t want to let too much light in there–might spoil the flavor.
Awww he’s gonna be sooo good! Such a good boy! Mmmmm.
I keep him right here in the closet! Right behind the bags of feed corn. You have to look sharp, I don’t want to let too much light in there–might spoil the flavor.
Awww he’s gonna be sooo good! Such a good boy! Mmmmm.
Only one? We keep veal calves in the empty cubes at my office. We have them in the budget as temps. We’re planning a barbeque in September.

StG
You’re a sick, sick man, Inigo.
I see now why you fit in perfectly around here. 
My name is Inigo Montoya.
I ate your father.
Prepare to die.

Aw, look at that one!
He looks DELICIOUS!
I eat almost anything and everything. And hey, I know chickens aren’t kept in the most pleasant chicken condominiums. But ever since I saw a documentary on veal calves abut 10 years ago I have not once eaten veal. I just can’t do it. Even the word “veal” automatically triggers my “untasty” flip-flop. In much the same way as “head cheese” does.