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City Biddy
Here is an unusual cooking question for you all ... what is your favorite way to eat offal?
You know all of those parts and bits that you get when butchering an animal!
I bring this up because I am about to make my annual delivery of chicken feet to my friend who is originally from Liberia. She uses my chicken feet to make a traditional soup.
Years ago when she found out I butcher my own chickens she shyly asked what I did with the feet. I told her I threw them away, thinking what an odd question. Then she told me about her soup and she has been getting my chicken feet every year since!
I guess I should not have been so surprised. I grew up with a German grandfather and ate LOTS of strange things the other kids did not. We often ate liver and onions, which is more excepted by the masses, but scrambled eggs and pigs brains was a breakfast at grandma's house too. I used to beg, as a little child in the store, for pickled pigs feet and other parts like tongue and kidneys were served as well. My very favorite thing was "headmeat", which I have since discovered is more properly called scrapple. Grandma Nettie would slice the cold meat thin, dip it in egg and flour batter and fry it up in some good bacon grease until the crust was brown and the center was hot. It was served up with eggs for breakfast.
My hubby grew up with the usual liver and onions, fried chicken livers, hearts and gizzards and also had his aunts "suet pudding" for holidays. Suet pudding (I have no idea how it is made but weird stuff is in there) is a "treat" I do not appreciate.
An old friend of mine used to make us beef heart sandwiches. I don't know that recipe either. His grandma made a great kidney pie. Scotland has made a grand tradition of their haggis.
So how do you like your offal?
You know all of those parts and bits that you get when butchering an animal!
I bring this up because I am about to make my annual delivery of chicken feet to my friend who is originally from Liberia. She uses my chicken feet to make a traditional soup.
Years ago when she found out I butcher my own chickens she shyly asked what I did with the feet. I told her I threw them away, thinking what an odd question. Then she told me about her soup and she has been getting my chicken feet every year since!
I guess I should not have been so surprised. I grew up with a German grandfather and ate LOTS of strange things the other kids did not. We often ate liver and onions, which is more excepted by the masses, but scrambled eggs and pigs brains was a breakfast at grandma's house too. I used to beg, as a little child in the store, for pickled pigs feet and other parts like tongue and kidneys were served as well. My very favorite thing was "headmeat", which I have since discovered is more properly called scrapple. Grandma Nettie would slice the cold meat thin, dip it in egg and flour batter and fry it up in some good bacon grease until the crust was brown and the center was hot. It was served up with eggs for breakfast.
My hubby grew up with the usual liver and onions, fried chicken livers, hearts and gizzards and also had his aunts "suet pudding" for holidays. Suet pudding (I have no idea how it is made but weird stuff is in there) is a "treat" I do not appreciate.
An old friend of mine used to make us beef heart sandwiches. I don't know that recipe either. His grandma made a great kidney pie. Scotland has made a grand tradition of their haggis.
So how do you like your offal?