We had a lot of fun
the other night. We bought a chicken (or so we thought) from some Amish people, and saved it until the
perfect moment. I almost saved it for the missionaries, and it was a good thing
I didn't because I noticed the skin seemed very tough as I was putting on the
seasoning. I didn't think too much of it until I pulled it out, fully cooked.
Usually the meat is pulling away from the bones and the body moves, but this
chicken was stiff as a board! I couldn't even bend the legs into each other. I
began attempting to carve our beautiful chicken, and noticed that I couldn't
even cut thought the meat with a very serrated knife. I handed it over to Nels,
and this was the final product:
He had to hit that sucker with all his
might lifting the cleaver about 2 feet away from the bird before coming down on
it. And even then, it took more than 5 swats to get just the leg off! So, you
can imagine how this was to eat :) We sat there chewing, gnawing, trying to
bite through this bird, and I think we each ended up swallowing, whole, 1 ounce
each. Needless to say, we enjoyed our mashed potatoes and salad that night, and
we're pretty darn sure they sold us there leanest rooster ever, instead of the
nice juicy hen!!
Nice! You should just raise your own chickens. Yes. I'm kidding. Because you need something else to look after.
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