Six new chicks this morning. That's the last of them, I'm pretty sure. Pictures to follow - they are all black and yellow speckled, really cute.
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A couple moves from the big city to the countryside and starts a small farm...wait, you've heard this premise before? What? Trite? Hackneyed? But, I have goats. Really cute pictures of tiny baby goats. And cheesemaking recipes. We slaughter our own pigs and cure our own bacon! Well, that's in the master plan, anyway. Just read it, you'll see.
Six new chicks this morning. That's the last of them, I'm pretty sure. Pictures to follow - they are all black and yellow speckled, really cute.
Posted by Aimee at 11:57 AM
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Given that eating your own birds seems unpalatable, what do you do with all these tiny chickens?
The honduran gal who was here for a few weeks this summer proved to me that our chickens can in fact taste good. I have no hope of ever becoming the expert she is - she took that chicken from alive and clucking to soup-pot ready in less than twenty minutes - but the performance did rekindle my hopes of eventually enjoying some home-grown bird.
And if not, I can always sell excess laying hens for $10 a pop.
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