Part 2...Dressing the bird
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHqxnkaCgkk&feature=related
Part 3...breakdown and deboning
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBn5i-1Yyg8&feature=related
Meanwhile near Kalamazoo Michigan, a duck with an arrow through it has eluded DNR attempts to capture it so it can be treated.
Count me in the camp that says its time to stop wasting time and money and put the poor thing out of its misery.
The quickest and most humane way to kill a chicken(with many years of doing so when young behind me),IMO,is to cut its head off with an axe. Wringing it’s neck works but has to be painful. As for dressing a chicken that isn’t hard to figure out either.
I didnt watch the whole thing, but the way we did it on the farm was to use the butt of the ax to first stun the chicken on the head, and then one chop to the neck on a log (head pulled between two nails) to remove the head. Worked great, but not a particularly fun day. One has to take a state of mind that this is God’s gift to us, and get it over with.
Is that more humane than chocking your chicken? Actually, that seems to be a less humane than just lopping its head off. I remember my granny use to put one foot on each wing and just lop the head off and hold it down until it quit flopping.
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With chickens we would knock them out with the back end of a hatchet and then cut the heads off on a log we kept for just such a purpose. We also used the same log as the base to split fire wood with an Axe.
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And people wonder how I manage to be a vegetarian.
I’d rather clean fish then chickens any day. The hardest part is keeping the cats away.
Thanks for the info, it will be good info to have when Armegeddon comes.
I saw your header. I raised chickens. I have had to kill chickens. You take a chicken to the stump and turn it upside down. It will always stick it’s neck out, so you chop the neck off on the stump. Want to know how to kill a 12 year old family dog that is eaten up with cancer? .22 to the back of the skull after the hug. Then start digging. My Babydog is 17 years old. She has been everywhere with me and protected me many times. She can’t handle her bladder too good anymore, and she will crap too. I put up with it.
Now, Do you see the difference between a chicken and a dog?
You have to shoot grouse, clean them on the deck, and the fry them up!!! The blood is excellent as gravy!!!
Want to let everyone interested in this topic about a new book by James Beard award winning food writer Deborah Krasner. The book is titled “Good Meat”.
They grabbed them and pulled most the feathers off in one pass, pulling “against the grain”.
Then a few seconds of clean-up and gutting and they were done.
Amazing to watch - the whole process took less than 30 seconds. A dollar a duck, three dollars a goose.
Guys had hunters lined up 5 deep in the yard.
Anyway, it was in early 1983 and I was in the Marine Corps. I was in the mess hall eating chicken that was apparently undercooked and I got sick and thew up. I gave up meat then and there. I remember announcing to my fellow Marines that I had become a vegetarian and they all laughed at me.
So for the next few days, I avoided meat in all its forms. I even tried to give up eggs because technically, eggs were dead baby chickens. I do not remember much about the experience but I do remember the day I stopped being a vegetarian. I was off base with some Marines and we stopped at a Kentucky Fried Chicken. Being a vegetarian and all, I went to the counter and tried to order a meal that did not consist of chicken. Now bear in mind that this was Kentucky Fried Chicken.
With a lot of effort (to the amusement of those with me), I tried explaining how I wanted a meal without chicken. I managed to get some mashed potatos, corn on the cob and some cornbread and went to join my friends at the table. They were all joking about my rather insubstantial meal and asking me why I had decided to become a vegetarian how how dumb it all sounded to them.
Well I saw them all eating the fried chicken and I started getting so hungry. So I went back to the counter and ordered myself a bucket of fried chicken and thus ended my experiment at being a vegetarian.
Damn, that was fine chicken too. Over 27 years later, I can still taste how good it was.