Packachulte
Packachulte is like baby meat. The kid hasn't even had a birthday yet. You rip it open while it's still squishy and screaming.
My cousin ate packachulte for breakfast. He said it tasted like a crying taco.
The chef said it was the tenderest meat he'd ever had. He didn't mention the kid was still alive.
I asked if they had any packachulte left. They said, 'We only had one kid today.'