Nobody was more surprised than me that I couldn't eat it easily. I was so gung-ho to do this and I still think it's a positive thing.
But even though I joked around about their names, I still called them "Big Chicken" and "Little Chicken" in my mind and now when I'm biting into the meat I'm thinking "This is Little Chicken!" and my throat gets stuck!
Not to mention they're very dry due to being so lean.
I understand.... even thought they looked like ugly little things, I don't want to feed and care for something I am gonna eat.... I know myself well enough.
Although.... I certainly helped feed and grain Bob's steers, but they get so pushy toward the end I'd shoot them myself!
The meat itself was dry? Too dry?
Seems like with the next ones you'll get more used to it.
Maybe if you cut down on their TV watching you'd feel less involved...