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Women wouldn't be in combat if not for liberals.

Molly Pitcher, Battle of Monmouth, 1778 --

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Its great with veal.
Forgot to add, "What isn't?"

I picked my first tomatillos of the year this morning, and I'm doing, Chile Verde el Plomero Magnifico.
Its my own creation that uses chicken thighs instead of pork, and blends aspects of French country cooking with the traditional Mexican country dish.
 
Its great with veal.

The farmer up the road from my Grandparent's farm had an old-fashioned dairy operation. When his cows delivered a male calf, after weaning they would use an instrument like that used on geese and ducks to make foie gras (think funnel and rubber hose), except in their case it was used to deliver a caustic solution down into the calf's throat and stomach. It wouldn't kill it right away - it would have slowly starved to death except that it was butchered after it got really lean and anemic. I was told that way made the best veal.

The gods were not amused - one of his younger kids didn't understand what was happening and drank down some of the liquid himself, out of sight of the adults. It took years of treatment to restore his esophagus, during which time the boy had to drink a liquid diet down through plastic tubes bypassing the damage, running from the back of his mouth down the outside his neck and into his stomach.

Remembering that, I never could eat veal.
 
The farmer up the road from my Grandparent's farm had an old-fashioned dairy operation. When his cows delivered a male calf, after weaning they would use an instrument like that used on geese and ducks to make foie gras (think funnel and rubber hose), except in their case it was used to deliver a caustic solution down into the calf's throat and stomach. It wouldn't kill it right away - it would have slowly starved to death except that it was butchered after it got really lean and anemic. I was told that way made the best veal.

The gods were not amused - one of his younger kids didn't understand what was happening and drank down some of the liquid himself, out of sight of the adults. It took years of treatment to restore his esophagus, during which time the boy had to drink a liquid diet down through plastic tubes bypassing the damage, running from the back of his mouth down the outside his neck and into his stomach.

Remembering that, I never could eat veal.
Just think of the calfs as political opponents who would get the guillotine had they survived.
Delicious.
 
The chickens were guillotined?
Kinda, then they were put on a conveyer belt thingy, and they went through stages.
One stage involved a long suction hose that sucked blood 'n guts up 'n out.
At the end, the carcasses went through a guantlet of inward pointing torch flames to burn off any remaining feathers.
 
I have absolutely no problem butchering and processing an animal for food.
Its perfectly natural and healthy.
If veal is a problem for you, dont eat it, as espola does.
, Ce la vie.
 
I have absolutely no problem butchering and processing an animal for food.
Its perfectly natural and healthy.
If veal is a problem for you, dont eat it, as espola does.
, Ce la vie.

It's not the butchering that turns me off veal. It's the image of the kid with the tubes running down his neck.
 
Kinda, then they were put on a conveyer belt thingy, and they went through stages.
One stage involved a long suction hose that sucked blood 'n guts up 'n out.
At the end, the carcasses went through a guantlet of inward pointing torch flames to burn off any remaining feathers.

My dad would cut the chicken heads off in our garage with an axe, and then dunk the carcass in a tub of boiling water to loosen the feathers. I was about 5 years old then, but I got to help my mother with the chicken plucking.
 
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