Leslie, ??Chicken drumsticks (not buffalo wings) and Chili Mac.
Both were served in the chow hall every single day of my Marine Corps existance. I cannot stand to see them let alone eat them. My wife made chicken legs last night. I ate venison steak instead! My mom asked me when I became a picky eater. I said, When I grew up, started buying my own food, and could make my own decisions. As a youngster, I ate what was on the table or went hungry. Now, I'm a grown man, I eat what I want!