I ate a chicken foot. Yes, really.

Delicacy? My arse, I'd rather eat my own feet.

I don't eat lunch.

Ham, salad and Branston pickle sandwich..mmmm nomnom!

french toast with fresh fruit and maple syrup!

For breakfast this morning, I had a coffee, a cheese & onion bagel (loaded with cream cheese) followed by three courses of diarrhea

How was everyone else's lunch stool formed, better than mine, I hope?

just reading this whilst eating my cream crackers with cheese

Yesterday I picked up a big jar of Hayward's Crisp and Crunchy pickled onions from a British shop so if I have the time to get some stilton a ploughman's lunch may on the cards today. Now I just have to find a way to sneak a bottle of Fullers to have with said ploughman's and this day is looking up already.

Why on earth did you eat this? Was it for a bet?

And isn't there a joke in there somewhere along the lines of ...
Q - How did the chicken cross the road?
A - He didn't because Greenhill had eaten his feet!

or maybe Q - What do you buy a chicken to keep her warm in the winter
A - footless tights
Any better than that ( and it wouldn't be hard!!!)?

Why did the expats cross the road?
It was to fulfill a lifelong dream and give their kids a better life.

Was it a lifelong dream since yesterday?

Deep

Because it was there .... It was cooked (I think) and tasted just like chicken fat but with not much chicken flavour; more of a gamey flavour.

You know, that's got me thinking. Maybe they weren't the feet of a chicken

I dread to think what it was if it wasn't chicken feet.
Do you usually go round eating random unnamed items for lunch?
I usually like to know what something is before I put it in my mouth

What about your nose?

Personally, I've nasally ingested (individually and at various times in my life so far):-

Whiskey
Vodka
Snot
and Blackfiles

Has anyone else nasally ingested something of interest?

Sorry, but this just screams double entendre.