Nope, not smothering the liver in sauce either....I really do not like sauces on food except for cream gravy with chicken tenders. and dark chocolate sauce on ice cream. .
Well maybe not a good hen but try raising 100 straight run white leghorns ! You will change your mind ! Walk out the back steps and you have 20 flogging your legs ! Chicken and dumplings anyone ?
Mart, I've heard that Leghorns are good layers and meaner than a junk yard dog. I plead guilty to one case of chicken abuse. The first batch of chicks had a rooster, whom I named Cyrus. That bird was wired wrong. He attacked both of us, even to the point of coming up and banging on the patio door. As we were wont to say in the old days, Cyrus took a cab. Australorps are gentle and kind birds, even if a bit goofy.
Chilli tonight. My grand parents also had one of those mean beasts. He got my grandfather and my grandmother when they fed the chooks, went for the eggs and of course when it was time to eat a hen. One summer that mentally ill feather ball from hell got me good on the forearm and ripped open a length. I reacted a bit roughly smacking it to the ground and when ran back at me I gave him a boot. At that moment my grandfather appeared on the scene, apparently he had witnessed the whole thing. He roughly grabbed me by the elbow and marched me off to the house. He gave me a little help getting through the kitchen door and when my grandmother saw all that blood she let out a peep and asked what happened. He told her I had been attacked and that I had given the rooster a soccer boot. Well, my grandmother went on and on about how the mean rooster was just getting out of hand and that attacking their favourite grandson was a step too far...the last step, she said with a certain tone. A couple of hours later and after some torture with cleaning and some sort of painful medicinal applications my grandfather came into the room to see how it was all going, and gran asked where he'd been...he just said the he had thanked the rooster. We all knew what that meant.
Now, the scratch was superficial and I was just a lad of 7, so I guess that it wasn't deep enough. I don't know why it bled so much though. My gran overreacted a bit, I didn't find it bad, I was just angry and surprised.
My family had banties. They were a very independent lot, took to roosting in various trees unless we swoshed them down and chased them into the chicken house. Our neighbor complained about them roosting in her tree and laying eggs that went splat on the ground. As I write this I am thinking how laissez faire our parents were with these chickens! For some reason, they weren't set upon by foxes or birds of prey. ?? Too bad my parents aren't still around to ask them about this.
Cayuga, you reminded me of a very fond memory! Our first batch of chicks were wandering around the coop aimlessly. A bantam showed up and I let her into the coop. She showed the teenage chickens the joy of roosting on the high beams, using the nest boxes, how to go in and out of the hatch to the outside coop, and the finer points of eating from the feeder. She stuck around for about two weeks and then left. She must have been a "mentor bantam."
The hubby stopped by a BBQ place and "hunter/gathered" as we refer to it. Ribs, pulled pork, bacon mac and cheese, yummy beans and rolls. Washed my down with a big glass of milk, it will stave off the heart burn I know I'm in for.
Cuatro-gatos ( BTW, do you still have 4?), your post makes me mouth wateringly hungry! Time for lunch! @marlingardener what a great story!! Yes banties to be a very independent lot. Let's hope this"mentor bantam" is still out schooling the teenage chicks she finds. Or if not her, then her progeny!
It will be a Thai red curry with own veg, chook and sambal oelek just to give the dish a little perky aspect. With the sambal, one usually only uses a knife point...but today the Bride used two....uh-oh!
Mart--- Sambal oelek is such a hot pepper paste that one only sticks a sharp knife just into the paste and only takes what is gathered on the very point of the knife-- a very little bit then. It is that amount that one adds to whatever dish they are cooking. There are hotter peppers and paste's to be sure, but this one from Indonesia is pretty warm for our palates.
