Yesterday, in the meat department of the Safeway, I spotted a shrink-wrapped package boldly proclaiming “Chicken Hearts and Gizzards.” And then below, in fine print, it admitted “Mostly Gizzards.”
I guess that people in the know demand full disclosure of the balance between moist, delicate hearts and coarse, plebian gizzards. Perhaps this legend is to stave off litigation from the poultry organ aficionado bar.
But what leaves me confused is why there would be other than a one-to-one ratio between these items. Barring unlikely mutations, each standard-issue chicken comes with one of each. Who’s hoarding all the chicken hearts?