I love this comic from Sheldon.

It reads:

How to Eat Chicken

If you grew up rich: Separate out the savory cuts from any indelicates (cartilage, arteries, veins, skin, etc.).

If you grew up poor: Plow right on in to the awesomeness (stopping only if you hit something truly nasty).

I grew up middle class, but I was starved as a child, so the “grew up poor” rules apply to me. I don’t know how to grow beyond my upbringing, but I would love to be the kind of person who can just casually eat chicken with a fork, separating the yummy bits from the gross bits instead of attacking my food like a concentration camp victim.