It had been about 15 years since either Keith or I had butchered chickens, but it all came back pretty quickly. The kids, including the neighbor kids, all got an anatomy lesson and they helped with the plucking. We also took the opportunity to talk to them about chicken factories, how "other" chickens are raised poorly and unhealthy, and why it's important to know where your food comes from .
He was actually screaming at me in the above picture. I'm pretty sure he knew what was going on.
They were bantams, so they were pretty small.
I wonder what our neighbors think of us. We had a few strange looks as we were plucking chickens on our front porch.
And into the oven they go!
2 comments:
ha,ha love it!!! how did they taste?
Tough actually! You can tell they weren't bred to be eaten.
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