I've just come back from the busy market not far from here, where I bought some prawns (still alive and wriggling), some fruit, and the ingredients for a pot of chicken soup. You know how fresh the chickens are because they are constantly being butchered as fast as they are sold. So I picked a nice looking, freshly plucked chook (still warm). It's amazing how differently people relate to you when you're walking through the market empty handed, to when you're carrying a bag with chicken's feet sticking out of it! One lady was absolutely convinced I needed her congealed blood and intestines to go with my chicken!!
The nicest thing today was that when I checked the prices, I was being offered the same price by several sellers, so I'm pretty sure I wasn't being ripped off.
As soon as I got home I cooked the prawns (for a prawn cocktail for lunch ... with fresh, crusty bread), and pulled out the chicken. That's when I realised it was quite whole... all that was gone was the feathers!!!.... Well that took me back to Lake Russell Drive, like I said - no experience is ever wasted! I was in the middle of dealing with that when I realised what a perfect photo opportunity I'd missed. Bother! Ah well there's always next time...
So my chicken soup is simmering and smelling delicious. I'll invite the boys over for dinner tonight ....
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