I have one or two things to say about this.
And these observations are in no particular order.
1- What's with that big ol' tear?
2-Kosher = no internal organs = no giblets = no giblet gravy.
3 - Lots of plucking
4 - Someone butchered the butchering.
5 - They really didn't seem any better than the
Hokas we've always had.
6 - They were WAY expensive!
They did provide us with one chuckle.
My mom bought them and dropped them off in my refrigerator.
She didn't really take a good look, but part of the wrapping was dark
green and it kind of looked like they were black.
When I talked to her that evening she said,
"did you know they would be black?"
I proceeded to have heart failure, ran to the fridge
and discovered what had misled her.
From then on we named them
Sammy Davis Jr. 1 and 2.