My grandparents owned a chicken ranch. I spent many a Sunday doing chores and observing life. My Grandfather would chop off the top part of the body, and my Grandmother had to pluck the feathers and clean it out. Neither job was appealing, but they sure tasted good! Mmmm roasted chicken.
There’s a happy face on the fence. He likes chicken dinner, too.
WoodEye over 6 years ago
Musta been an issue of the Toledo “Blade”.
MontanaLady over 6 years ago
My grandparents owned a chicken ranch. I spent many a Sunday doing chores and observing life. My Grandfather would chop off the top part of the body, and my Grandmother had to pluck the feathers and clean it out. Neither job was appealing, but they sure tasted good! Mmmm roasted chicken.
There’s a happy face on the fence. He likes chicken dinner, too.
Digital Frog over 6 years ago
If you want to buy that chicken, you could probably get it for necks to nothing…