How to eat real animals

While certainly not a rule or coherent philosophy, back home I’m not a huge meat-eater. This has something to do with having a vegan husband in combination with taking too many infectious disease epi classes and reading too many Michael Pollan books.Anyway, so I don’t eat a ton of meat in the US but I certainly have no problem with it in Africa. 

But ordering meat in restaurants is challenging, because wussy me was raised on the boneless skinless chicken breast and the fish filet. I somehow never learned how to politely (or at least non-comically) eat a fish that still has all its bones. I made a mess of my chicken stew tonight because my dear friend chicken was still in possession of every part of itself that it had prior to death, excluding the feathers.

I feel like I’m in need of an etiquette class entitled “how to eat real animals”

P.S. To earlier readers, this version has the poop parts removed for your reading pleasure.