Tonight Art, Lewis, my friend Lena and I went to Bubbe's for Chicken Rice! Art's old favorite, chicken and green pepper stir fry. While Art was snarfing helping after helping he asked, "Is this chicken died?" (meaning dead). I told him that yes, it was. "Why is it died?" I liked Bubbe's answer. "Because it wouldn't stay on your plate if it wasn't!"
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