"Coulda, though." He means it, too. Of course, his vegetable dishes would probably have more butter and possibly bacon grease, because vegetarian is a foreign concept. He would have tried, though, and it would have also been damn good food.
Forrest grunts at the mention of
hummus and shakes his head, because that's a new one, but he'll gladly try it. Anything with garlic ought to be good, and he has no idea about the health food ideologies that people tend to pair with it.

Accepting the mason jar, he shuffles along after Cricket, and eyes the chickens. Who knew there were so many different kinds? Or colors...

"Hmn. What're they usually like?"