|1st homegrown chicken dinner|
We kept saying he tasted good ... and I remarked about how novel it is to actually know our dinner. Hubby will need to articulate his philosophical thoughts about responsibility and appreciation in his own post.
When I cook up a whole chicken, I try to stretch it as far as I can into multiple meals ... now that seems even more appropriate. My plans for the rest of the first Nugget are to wrap the leg quarters in foil with potatoes and carrots and cook them in the coals Tuesday when we resume burning the third tree trunk (there were no limbs left on that one). The heart and neck will go into chicken stock, along with any leftover meat from the quarters, and become chicken 'n' dumplin's, which usually makes two meals for us.
Even though he was the smallest, least feathered, and most heat stressed of the Nuggets, here he is next to a one gallon waterer.
|smallest Cornish-Rock broiler next to 1g waterer|
|the pink is bare unfeathered skin|