This here is what I purchased from my local Walmart and I assure you that the circle of meat was juicer than a rare T-bone steak. However, that story strayed far from the main highlight of my day today. I met a man who's bearded neck represents that of a heavy Amish gentleman. A lady-killer who's appearance alone could tame an exotic beast.
I present to you the very man who killed, skinned, and sliced the meat for my Deli Platter:
