Bone-A-Phobia

Did I ever tell you that I had a bone-a-phobia? Well, now I have. I suppose that really isn't an accurate description, since I'm not really scared of bones. I just hate them. Let's be more specific. I hate bones in my food.

I will actually go out of my way to avoid certain food because they have bones. Foods like ribs, chicken, pork chops, and even some steaks. My wife has found this to be particularly annoying because it limits the foods she can cook. But she is resourceful enough to find ways around it. She has found that she either can buy boneless meat, or she can cut the meat off the bone for me and I'll eat it.

I know this is strange, but I suppose that I just don't feel that any meat is THAT good that it is worth the effort it takes for me to rip it off the bone. Call me spoiled (everyone else does), but I have a bone-a-phobia and I'm sticking to it.