_ I enjoyed a rather nice roast chicken for Sunday lunch...which made me think that I have eaten a lot of chicken in my life. Some has been good, some not so good, and most...well, just chicken.
My point here is all this is to impart a bit of a bit of friendly advice. Do not waste money on Bresse chickens. Sure, each one comes with a number (perhaps chickens in France have Social Security numbers) and colorful labeling. I’m sure that each has enjoyed better-than-average treatment. Everyone in the supply chain means well...and means to make money. Someone has done an admirable job of establishing a brand.
I recall seeing a menu item at a well-known French restaurant, which was more expensive than lobster. I’m sure that it was tasty, but probably would have tasted exactly the same using the chicken that I cooked today. My chicken cost about 10% of the cost of chicken from Bresse. I bought it farm a nice Polish lady at the Saturday market, who tends the chickens. Judging by the flavor to the meat, I am certain that this chicken lived a pleasant life. Perhaps, it died suffering from a complex, because it did not have a brand name, a number, or colorful labeling.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.