Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Go to the village chicken lady. (Pictured above.)
Try not to feel too guilty as you choose your bird. (Hint: Don't make eye contact. With the bird, that is.)
Explain to the shop keeper that you do not wish to have the head or feet included with your purchase.
Say hello to a Chinese co-worker who is shocked to find you at the chicken lady. When she wonders why you are backing away from the chicken vendor, endure her good-natured laughter as you tell her that you don't want to watch the chicken die.
Beat a hasty retreat to the nearby vegetable lady while "the deed" is being done. Leave husband to oversee process.
Have husband confirm with shop keeper that we really don't want the head and the feet.
Let husband RE-confirm that we do not wish to take home the head and feet. Let husband endure shopkeepers questions of why alone. (You are still at the vegetable lady.)
Return to husband when the coast is clear. Try not to visualize the contents in the thick plastic bag on your walk home.
Rinse chicken. (Say silent prayer of thanksgiving that the vendor does gut and de-feather the bird.) Slather with favorite spices. (We used olive oil and a greek poultry seasoning.)
Roast. Follow Eileen's directions from a couple of weeks ago.
ENJOY! And pat yourself on the back for finally buying a fresh chicken from the village. It only took us 3 years to work up the nerve…
Posted by Carrie at 8:00 AM