Free range and farm raised is great if you are a chicken, not so great if you are a human. Along with a “meat and potatoes and dessert after every meal” diet, I was raised on a steady supply of white bread and baked goods. I attribute my carb cravings to my early dietary programming. This empty pan had me pining for the good old days when mom would have a warm pan of cinnamon buns waiting for my sis and I when we got home from school. Mmmm, real butter melting into a sweet sticky cinnamon bun dripping with icing is something that every child should experience. It whispers I Love You Thiiiis Much. Maybe being farm raised isn’t such a bad thing after all.
in my messy head 