If there is one single thing I've realized about trying to be more conscious about where our food comes from, is simply this - raising your own food is crazy hard. Just slaughtering ( as sanely and respectfully as we could) our own home-raise, free range heritage-breed turkeys, as well as a couple of geese for Christmas, took an entire day. A day which required recovery for our sore backs from the heavy plucking, plucking and more plucking, let alone the gutting, cleanup and butchering.
Then, there was the plucking.
...but first, the dirty deed.
(I will spare you all the graphic details, but in case you are interested - click on the MORE button below, for narrative (yet edited and bloodless ) images.
Wayne Park, who works with at hasbro as a Nerf product designer, was recruited to do the dirty deed since he is not only a hunter, but insane enough to find the task exciting. Without his help, I don't think we could have followed through this first time. Joe reacted here, but he actually killed his two goose which he raised ( the ones our late dog Margaret actually raised from gooselings last summer).
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The heritage breed turkeys were then.....well, you know. We kept three alive for eggs, a tom and two hens.
|The 3 toms are a cross between our native wild American Turkey found in our forests here in the eastern US,which become a crossed-breed commonly known as Narragansett. The other breed we killed were two Bronze Breasted turkeys.|
|The chickens, turkeys and ducks all watched with curiosity, often picking at parts which fell, and would steal feathers to play with them.|
|A quick dunk into boiling water makes the feathers easier to pluck out, but the geese proved to be more difficult since they were not only oily, but full of goose down. Who would have thunk!|
|A very Audubonesque Chinese White Goose, which will be the center piece roast for Christmas day dinner.|
|Yeah, me at 10 in the exact, same spot plucking chickens.|