It's the "roadkill head chef" that concerns me...
But hey---my husband may just have you beat. He drives lots of country roads for his job, and a few weeks ago, he saw a big old bullfrog about to cross the road. He was going to stop and put it in a bucket and bring it home for the pond. Well, the frog had other intentions and jumped in the truck's path.
Needless to say, we had frog legs for dinner that night.
