I bought a chicken the other day (bear with me, this story gets more interesting) and, while seasoning the beast, noticed that there was a little packet of something stuffed into its chest cavity.
At first I was all like: “awww, it’s a little present tucked in there”. Then I pulled it out and was all like: “oooh there’s some….blood….and slime….and OMG IT’S CHICKEN PARTS”
Specifically the chicken’s knobbly, wrinkly, fleshy neck and its tiny, slimy liver.
Not the worst present I’ve ever received (my cousin gave me a bottle of Barbie shampoo for my 16th birthday – 16th!) but still, pretty poor.
While I appreciate the nutritional value of animal parts (provided they are from an animal that’s not been stuffed full of antibiotics, hormones or GM soy/corn), they kinda gross me out.
I used to be a veggie! To me, a liver is something I throw red wine at on the weekends.
But that brings me to the question in the title – could you kill your own meat?
Hubby and I flirt with the idea of getting our own chickens but we both know that’s impossible until a) we get a bigger place b) we do our research and c) we both get comfortable with the idea of DIY slaughtering.
We’re not alone in our chicken farmer fantasy.
There’s a lot of people out there getting their own chickens, goats, even sheep. And I’m not talking about people living in the ‘burbs. Even city slickers are getting in on the act.
The writer’s reasons include a lack of consideration for your neighbours, inexperienced wannabes, desensitivity to the animals and a lack of space.
The article seems to take particular umbrage against so-called ‘hipster’ types who think owning and killing their own chickens will somehow enhance their street cred.
I can see that but I think there needs to be a very clear distinction made between those urban yuppies who get a few chicks because they’re tired of running to the store for eggs, and those who are taking responsibility for their own food and their own health.
These people tend to have thoroughly researched the subject and, more often than not, have already converted to a more traditional way of living in every aspect of their lives.
I admire those DIY butchers. I think they are onto something.
In a world where our food supply is increasingly unreliable (GMOs, pesticides, artifical additives…need I go on?) it’s nice to see people getting their hands dirty in an effort to eat clean.
Ever you ever slaughtered your own animals? Do you think urban gardening is a great idea or just the latest craze? Any ideas on what I should’ve done with those chicken neck and liver?*
*They eventually ended up in the dog’s supper and he scarfed it down faster than an Italian captain leaves a sinking cruise ship.
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