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As a mom, I’m used to the usual Mother’s Day lineup: flowers, breakfast in bed, maybe a mimosa or two, and lots of sweet, sentimental cards. Don’t get me wrong—I love a good pancake as much as the next mom. But can we talk about something that rarely gets mentioned this time of year? Meat.

Yes, meat. You know, that thing we save for Father’s Day cookouts and game-day celebrations. I’m here to tell you that moms love meat too, and for this Mother’s Day, I’m making a case for steak, salmon, burgers—whatever cut makes your heart (and stomach) happy.

Let’s be honest: how did meat become a “man thing” anyway? I’ve spent enough time at the grill, in the kitchen, and yes, even sneaking bites off the kids’ plates to know that meat isn’t gendered. It’s delicious, hearty, satisfying—and after a year of school pickups, birthday party planning, career juggling, and endless laundry, I think I’ve earned more than a cup of herbal tea and a foot rub.

Ah, chicken breasts. The unsung heroes of the poultry world, or perhaps more accurately, the overachievers that everyone loves to talk about. But let’s be real for a second—despite their popularity, chicken breasts have a bit of a reputation for being... well, a little boring. It's time we address the quirky truth behind these plump little protein-packed wonders—Canadian style.

The Chicken Breast: Canada’s Underrated