Last night I had a big breast of organic raw chicken all to myself… until my kids saw what I was eating… all three of them dumped the rice, cooked fish, and broccoli they were eating and took over and ate my raw chicken breast. Part of the time they dipped it in wild honey and part of the time just plain. Â “Yummy!” they said. Â “Better than chicken soup!”
My wife, with the “I cannot eat raw land animal” mantra said “no, no, no” to the kids, but it fell on deaf ears. Â Once the kids tasted the raw chicken, they were hooked.
So I got my raw fertilized eggs, but again 2 kids took over my fertilized eggs, I was only able to eat 2.
So I got out my celery sticks. By this time, the kids were full so at least I had my raw celery.
Then I finished off with coconut juice and some coconut meat.
What last night showed was that raw animal food trumps cooked animal food. Â And I did not advertise nor entice the kids to eat the raw chicken. Â They saw it, tasted it, and decided they liked raw meat better than what they were currently eating.