I finally decided it was time to pull up my big girl panties and get those chicken feet into my stock.
I bought them from the farm a few weeks ago and somehow hadn’t gotten myself fired up to pull them out of the freezer yet. But how can I say I’m a Weston A. Price Real Foodie if I can’t wrestle a few dead feet into some water? I was totally grossed out, as you can tell from the picture above, but I did it! Well, I had help from none other than my ex-vegetarian and super awesome friend, Sonia, who is always game for any of my blogging shenanigans. She thought it was sick, too, but who wouldn’t, look at these pictures, especially the last one, ewwwww! The best part about it, though, was thinking about what my family would say if they knew. LOL! I love this, though: Kent saw them in the pan and said matter-of-factly, “Oh, you threw the chicken feet in, huh?” I had planned on telling the kids and then posting about their reactions but thankfully my brain kicked in before I did something so dumb. It’s highly likely that they would never have come near any of my soups again.
Liquid Gold I tell ya!
Chicken feet make amazing chicken broth, though, nice and gelled, and after I added a few spices and herbs, it tasted like nourishing liquid gold. I took my friend some who had been in the hospital with an ulcer and bowel issues, and of course didn’t tell her what had been in her soup, but it felt great knowing all the minerals and soothing goodness that she was getting! (Read about all the amazing benefits of bone broth.)
Now put on your big girl or big boy pants and look at these pictures!
Here’s one of Sonia, who grabbed some safety glasses we had on the counter and tried to get one of the feet to come out of the bag. She thought it would be a good picture, but they were all frozen together:
See how she’s trying to get them into the pot without touching them? (I was glad to be the one taking pictures…)
And here’s the ultimate sicko shot:
You can thank me if you want, because I had another picture of how everything looked after I strained all the broth out, and it was SO disgusting that I decided to not even post it. Yeah, I’m pretty thoughtful like that.