She didn’t mean it. Next to Autumn, Hope is the sweetest of the four girls. It was really my fault. I picked her up to introduce her to the new-and-improved nest box nook, but she started flailing, and an errant claw left a 3 1/2 inch scratch on my face. Perfect for Halloween! I never realized how powerful those claws can be.
I’ll be the first to admit that there is something just a bit repulsively reptilian about chickens. Those scaly feet look like they’re right off a pterodactyl. All the more reason for utter amazement when I remembered that some people actually EAT chicken feet.
If you’re in a dim sum restaurant, be aware that if you order “Phoenix Talons” off the menu, the only mythical thing about them is the name of the bird. You really are getting talons – from a chicken! According to Wikipedia, “the chicken feet are deep fried or steamed first in order to make them puffy before being stewed and simmered in a sauce flavoured with black fermented beans, bean paste and sugar. Yum!
A web site called “Cultural China” offers tips on eating chicken claws: “It is easy to part the skin and the bone, the former being tender and slippery while the latter crisp and soft; therefore, it is favored by young and old alike”
Maybe. But it sure seems a long way off from apple strudel…