Mud chicken?

[1shotwade]

OK, I'm tired and can't sleep so here goes. This is a true story.

When we lived over in Ohio in the 80's Judy was an RN in a nursing home.Many of the residents had no one to visit or care about them.About once a month she would sign out one of these folks that had no one and bring them home for the weekend. 

One weekend like this I tried to start a conversation with this old lady on the way to church.It was a beautiful morning with bright sun, warm spring breeze and fresh air, so I said so. She replied,"Yeap, reminds me of mud chicken!" I'm thinking, "OK, we got one that isn't all there all the time anymore" but I had to ask!"sooooo, what's this mud chicken?" 


She replied" well, I was raised in Vermont and every year about this time we were busy as a bee tapping maples and boiling down sap.Somebody had to keep the fire all night long don't cha know! 

And every year 'bout that time Mom decided it was time to clean out the chicken house.She'd go in there and start grabb'n them old tough hens that done quit laying and ring their necks and throw'm down in a mud puddle.Once they had a good bit of mud on'm we'd pick'm up by tha legs and throw'm in that fire under tha boiling pan.Cause see, once you got that mud on'm then you just cook'm right in tha fire and the rake'm out when they're done.Now, you gotta let'm cool down a good bit but when they're cool enough to handle you just pick'm up and throw'm down on an old stump!That breaks all that mud off of'm and every feather comes off with it. Then you got the tenderest chicken you have ever eat!"

Wade 

[Ozarks Tom]

Uh, thanks, but I think I'll pass.

[Deleted]

I've read of gypsies cooking "found" birds this way as well.

Just can't get past the fact that you're cooking them with the full intestines inside.

[1shotwade]

Pony, I've been asked about that numerous times. I don't have an answer! The lady never made mention of it so I don't know if she just forgot to say anything about it.Sure makes me wonder also.
Wade

[blackfeather]

All the manure juices in the intestines adds to the flavor. When people eat smaller sized shrimp don't they eat entrails and all? I can't see them gutting them. I guess the larger ones they do de-vein but I can't see how they can do the smaller ones?

[1shotwade]

Apr 6, 2017 2:34:53 GMT blackfeather said:

All the manure juices in the intestines adds to the flavor. When people eat smaller sized shrimp don't they eat entrails and all? I can't see them gutting them. I guess the larger ones they do de-vein but I can't see how they can do the smaller ones?

I worked as a prep chef at one time.I had 3 Vietnamese ladies that deveined all shrimp we used, even 70-80 count cocktail shrimp.
Wade

[blackfeather]

So I guess it can be done, yet I have seen people eat shrimp with the vein in them... yuck.

[Deleted]

I've read about coating poultry in mud then cooking them in hot coals. I think I would have to gut them first tho.

[joebill]

We used to boil crawdads and eat the tails if the fish were not biting, and we always stripped out the mud vien first before eating. Of course, you have the lowly sardine, whick I'm pretty sure has all of his parts except the head when you eat him....Joe

[1shotwade]

Nah B, they are clean. I've eaten many!
Wade

[DEKE]

who eats raw clams and oysters? You're eating whatever is the equivalent of shellfish entrails. When I was a kid, my dad would take me out in ankle deep waters on the bay side of Cape Hatteras armed with a shucking knife, a sleeve of saltines, and a bottle of Tabasco. Raw clams GOOOOOD

[Deleted]

Apr 10, 2017 19:17:36 GMT 1shotwade said:

Nah B, they are clean. I've eaten many!
Wade

Me, too! I grew up in a Scandinavian neighborhood in Chicago, and sardines were a staple there.

Not in my house, of course. Mother hated fish more than she hated any land-dwelling meat. I had to mooch where I could.

[joebill]

I have eaten more than my share of sardines, but they work best in a steel trap for catching feral cats that are preying on domestic rabbits.

We had a 5 fooot block wall in Tucson around the back yard, and would let the bunnies breed inside, throw them a bale of hay from time to time, they'd dig burrows, raise litters, we'd fill up the freezer when they got too populace. Very little money and almost no effort except the dressing of them.

They were, however, subject to predation from feral cats coming over the wall and catching the little ones. The cats preferred sardines, though, much to their detriment....Joe