So I’m reading the bilingual label on my egg carton because I’m one of those people who reads everything, and underneath the words “free range” it says “Poules en liberté.”
For some reason, this strikes me funny. I imagine chickens in revolt, storming the Bastille with feathers flying. Somehow, these chickens en liberté seem to have achieved something a little greater than the right to roam freely around the barnyard – they have been liberated!
Made me smile, anyway.