I had my first chicken processing experience today! My poultry-loving friends who are also our neighbors let us bring our two roosters over to process along with their number of roosters. I never realized how easy the feathers come out after you dip them in hot water. I also never knew the figure of speech, “running around like a chicken with your head cut off” had a literal meaning. And I now understand why processing chickens requires a line-up of people to do different tasks and how quickly it goes when you have all of those hands. 

  

I was a little sad to see the roosters go and not hear their “cock-a-doodle-doo” anymore, but they are slow cooking in the crockpot as we speak, and there is nothing like fresh chicken that we know lived a happy life on our farm.