The thought I had when the $100 chicken nugget hit my expectant tongue was the one cartoon villains have when they entrap a foreign critter and roast him over a spit: It tastes like chicken.
That's because it was chicken-albeit chicken that had never laid an egg, sprouted a feather, or been swept through an electrified-water bath for slaughter. This chicken began life as a primordial mush in a bioreactor. Before that, it was a collection of cells swirling calmly in a red-hued, nutrient-rich "media," with a glass flask for an eggshell. The chicken is definitely real, and technically animal flesh, but it left the world as it entered it-a mass of meat, ready for human consumption, with no brain or wings or feet.
This meat was what most of the world calls "lab grown," but what Just, the company that makes the nugget, and other Silicon Valley start-ups want me to call "cultured meat" or "cell-based" meat, or better yet, "clean meat." The argument is that almost all the food we eat, at some point, crosses a laboratory, whether in the course of researching flavors or perfecting packaging. So it is not fair to single out this particular product as being associated with freaky science...read more>>>...
