Well one thing I mean is "sweet revenge." That's one or two less chickens to go scratching and eating away in my garden.
Of course, the chickens here about as free range as you can get, but they aren't exactly plump....killing two of them is good for a little bone nibbling. And the preferred form of cooking them seems to be frying till there is even less left than what you started with.
Ani, Josiane, and I were hanging out in the kitchen with Mme Tiferne while she prepared the chickens the other day :
Here he is in all his glory.
(Okay, okay, so I cheated.
This particular cock is still strutting his stuff in the yard, but I
needed a “Before” picture and the others were already dead. I have given this bird the moniker “Old
Eliezer Reincarnated,” since he closely resembles an old, intimidating, one-eyed
nemesis of mine whom I affectionately reffered to as Old Eliezer….O.E. has
since *ahem* moved on to better scratching grounds.)
If you are subject to delicate sensibilities, just be
grateful I didn’t get a shot of what was in the other pot.
From left: Madame
Obert, Josiane, Madam Tiferne
Ani and I…it’s rather difficult to get a serious picture
with her.
See.
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