I hunger for chicken skin.
Like, all the time. Even more so when i'm pregnant, which I don't think I currently am.
Seriously, tonight I roasted a whole (antibiotic-free, hormone-free, etc.) chicken and promptly ripped the skin off it, still piping hot, and stuffed it in my gob.
Omigod, that chicken skin was so good. I haven't tasted the chicken yet, but the skin was just SO GOOD.
And that's why I totally disgust myself. Because it's the SKIN of an ANIMAL. And I CRAVE it. I am totally freakin' COMPELLED. I know how bad it is for me, and I see the fat dripping off it, and I notice those nasty little leftover feather sticks, and I am aware of the little puckery skin dimples where feathers used to be, and I still HAVE TO EAT IT. I kicked my own butt at the gym today for an hour and probably still didn't cancel out that nasty mouthful of delicious, buttery chicken skin with little to no nutritional value.
So there's my confession. I eat chicken skin.