My wife got for this for me. She depends on your level of meatfulness dedication to provide a quality product. This is fatty garbage. Year after year, stupid holiday after stupid holiday, your offerings are the only thing I look forward to. You have disappointed me, my wife, my 2-year-old daughter, and our infant son. I'm afraid his first words will probably be "fast food quality soy junk" after this. Hopefully you find my words as those of encouragement, and get back to making amazing man meats. Maybe rub some bacon on your next offering.

Signed,
Waiting to be filled with meat.