Top Hands - How To Eat A Chicken
I have been a little bit of a slowpoke writing about the adventures the girls and I had during their visit to Montana. As we prepare for winter, (that seems to be arriving today) it has been extra busy around here! So bare with me, because I think our farmgirl fun is worth the story.... even if I'm a slowpoke.
One of the first things the girls experienced as "real farm girls" happened to be the butchering of a chicken. Granny and I had noticed we had an "egg eater" in our flock. Sometimes a hen will decide she likes to eat eggs. When that happens you have to remove them from the flock. They usually never stop eating eggs and then they teach others to eat them too! Pretty soon, you have no eggs! So when Granny caught the wicked hen in the act, she brought her up to the house and we got set up to eviscerate the chicken.
I don't know about you, but I'd much rather eat a chicken that lived it's life in fresh green pastures, never ate an antibiotic in it's life and was about as healthy as can be than eat one that came from one of those commercial outfits. So even though she was about a year and a half old, the hen was not going to be wasted.
I was a little nervous about what my city girls would think of chicken processing. I expected a few, "Ewwww, gross!", type comments. But once again, my girls impressed me. They showed nothing but interest and understanding of the whole idea. Of course we process our feathered friends as humanely as possible and with as little stress on them as we can manage. But no matter what, it ain't fun.
The fun part was turning that old hen into the best chicken alfredo you could ever have! Home raised chicken has more flavor that commercially raised. We had the best supper that evening and the girls raved about the meal. I was just so grateful to be able to give them a first hand, hands on look at where our food comes from!! I think we owe it to our kids to teach them that chicken breast actually comes from a chicken! Not just from the cellophane packages at the grocery store.
Check back soon for part three of my time with the girls! I'm headed out to see if I need to cover my tomato plants. It looks like snow on the horizon....
Now go make something beautiful,