I (don't) feel like Chicken Tonight

Yesterday as I walked to work I passed by a pile of chooks dumped out the front of a restaurant.

They were all alive though all but one seemed to have lost the will to live. I'm fairly certain they knew what lay ahead for them and were resigned to their fate.

Later that morning one of the top Chinese knobs invited me to go out for lunch with him. I had been avoiding it but given my imminent departure I couldn't put it off any longer. Guess which restaurant we ended up at?!

And no, I didn't have chicken (I also managed to avoid the goose feet).