Driving home from work today, I was listening to NPR on the radio like I normally do that time of day.  (It's really quite informative, and often entertaining.  Those SNL parodies don't represent most of what they broadcast.)  Anyway, they were introducing a story about the surplus of chicken legs in the marketplace (who knew?), when they played a clip from Tyson Chicken spokesman Craig Bacon.  Yep, that's right:  Mr. Bacon works at Tyson Chicken.  If he'd fly to Bologna and buy some pepperoni, he'd be a walkin' talkin' Meat Lovers Pizza!

In a related story, -- and by "related", I mean an equally useless thought about food --  I've been noticing the expiration date on food in my refrigerator.  No, I'm not talking about the actual dates that I discovered because that would be embarassing!  I'm talking about the phrase "Use By Date".  To me, that sounds needlessly ambiguous.  It's as if you might have several "uses" for that container of potato salad.  I don't.  I only have one use and that is to EAT it!  I think they should change it to "Eat By Date".  Yep, there's no ambiguity there. 

Do eggs ever go bad?  My carton of eggs has a "Sell By Date".  Well, the grocery store "sold" it to me last week.  Does that mean I can wait to eat it until next year?  I wouldn't think so, but what about next month?  This "Sell By Date" seems useless.  What does it matter if it sits in my refrigerator or the one at the grocery store?  What really matters is the date that I eat it.  And speaking of eggs, I wonder how Mr. Bacon likes his cooked.  Here's a picture of Mr. Bacon from his LinkedIn page.