Here, nestled between the "dried beef" and the "pigs feet" are 3-pound cans of "One Whole Chicken". Yup, one chicken (sans giblets, according to the label) in a can. Does that include the bones?
May I present, the "Deviled Ham Spread", just a bit down the aisle from the "One Whole Chicken". The spread for the heathens among us?
And over in the refrigerated section, by the bacon I was buying, resides this. Ham . . . in a can. Much better than Spam? I wonder.
There was also a tube of "Baby Bologna", the photo wouldn't load, but trust me, it was a sight. I don't eat regular bologna, let alone the baby type. There was even a picture of a cute baby on the package, suggesting that you actually feed the stuff to a baby. Ick!
Here was the sign above the cold section where the milk, eggs and "dough products" were kept. Dough products? Doh!
Obviously, I made out just fine. Nary a strange meat product in my cart (although I was tempted, just for comic affect on my poor family, "here, try some pigs feet").