We bought 8 chicks back in July of last year. 2 of them are hens. 2 out of 8. No, we don't go to Vegas. It wouldn't be pretty. With all of those male hormones running around, we decided we needed to plan a BBQ. Keith had a friend from work come and one of our friends from Clinton came down and we turned 3 of the roosters into dinner. One of the other roosters met an untimely demise on Christmas day. We are now down to 2 hens that are finally giving us eggs and 2 roosters. Here are some pictures of the chicken murders.
**WARNING*** YOU MAY FIND THIS
TOO GRAPHIC***CHICKENS WERE
ACTUALLY MURDERED IN THE MAKING
OF THIS BLOG*****
First, you hang them upside down, slit their throats, and watch them bleed.
Then you put the chicken in boiling water to get the feathers ready to pull out.
Then you pull the feathers out.
After all of the feathers are gone, you cut it up to get the guts out. Its disgusting. The real trick is to do it without gagging.
2 comments:
It may just be me, but I think those boys were enjoying all that a little too much :)
Oh man! I couldn't eat our rooster for about 5 months after Brad killed it! How can you watch it and eat it! I need time in between to "heal".
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