If you could eliminate one thing from the culinary world, what/who would it be?
Public enemy #1
Boneless skinless chicken breast.
After watching the most recent Hell's Kitchen I was disgusted to see that we have gotten to the point in our pre-packaged meat world that butchering a cow is considered disgusting and organ meats induce vomiting in people who claim to want to become chefs. I know that people who are on this forum are never going be turned off by the nasty bits, (see pork brains in milk gravy thread) and would never pay twice as much to have someone else remove the flavor from an already mild piece of meat, but remember there are millions of people out there who were disgusted by a side of beef, thousands who had to change the channel rather than watch someone eat beef tongue and liver, and tens of thousands who wouldn't know how to trim and portion a fillet.
Therefore, I am fighting against the principal symbol of this attitude; boneless skinless chicken breast. In these economic times, when people are trying to cut back and eat at home I see people pay more than twice as much to buy this evil. If God created the Chicken then the Devil chopped it up into its parts, removed all the things that add flavor, packaged it in cellophane, and told people that if you want to eat healthy you should eat this.
Personally, I prefer dark meat; however, G.F. doesn't like dark meat. I will eat a chicken breast she will not eat a thigh. At first, she didn't like the bone in her food nor did she eat chicken skin so prior to serving I would cut out the bone and put the skin on my plate. Over time she began to realize that the meat that was closer to the bone during cooking tasted better so I got to leave the bone in. Later she asked me for a bite of my food and I made sure to include a small piece of perfectly crispy chicken skin; needless to say, I got to leave the skin on after that also. I include this anecdote because I believe that people like good food, but most people don't know what good food tastes like.
I am not suggesting that we have a Chicago chicken breast party, though there would be something dramatic about throwing chicken breasts off a boat. Still BSCB, you are my mortal enemy! Prepare to die.