Old hens = chicken and dumplings.
In a perfect world, sure.
Our special needs daughter names them all, so they are destined for a natural death and subsequent burial.
Oviously, in a SHTF event, chicken and dumplings they will be.
Old hens = chicken and dumplings.
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In my days growing up I couldn’t eat chicken of any preparation
except fried to a crisp. My dad kept around 400 layers and my mom
made chicken salad sandwiches as they were culled out over time.