AU$13. A lordly sum, an extravagance, an indulgence. But not an impulse buy. (That food dehydrator was an impulse buy, I was intending to do dehydrated treats for Lucy, but I jumped at the free shipping offer too quickly. A day later, another company offered for $10 less, including shipping! Sigh.)
Anyhow, I have been hankering for nice juicy chicken that didn’t require great effort to masticate, so, after many days of to-ing and fro-ing in my head, I finally girded up those loincloths, dug into my wallet, fished out the $20 note and bought that chicken from the deli down the road. And it was lovely! Warm, succulent, tasty, and I didn’t have to cook it myself. Don’t ask me why Aussie chicken in Australia has leather-like flesh, while Aussie chicken bought outside of Australia is yummy. Same goes for the pork. Maybe they save the best for export? Or maybe the Australians just like chewy food?
Lucy wanted some, but mum said “Sorry, darling, not for you!”