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Eat More Chicken…Tenders

When I was a teenager at boarding school, one of my jobs was to help in the kitchen.  One day the cook decided she was going to teach all of us how to cut up a chicken.  I was worried about it, but I was determined I could do this if everyone else could. .  We all stood around the island in the kitchen holding a chicken by the leg in one hand and a knife in the other.  Saw, saw, saw.  Off came one leg.  Saw, saw, saw.  Off came the other leg.  It got more gruesome.  I was looking at this once live, happy chicken and sawing its parts off.  That’s when the cook noticed me.  “Esther, put that knife down and go sit down.  You’re as white as a sheet.”  I think she thought I was going to faint.  I may have.  From then on I was exempt from hacking apart the chickens.

To this day I do not buy chicken unless it’s already cut up and with the bones removed.  I’ll eat fried chicken on occasion, but only the breast portion.  Yes, I understand that all meat was once a happy animal, but I just prefer not to have to see its bones or eyes (fish), for that matter, while I’m eating them!  Eww!

Do you cut up your chicken or do you buy it cut up already?

Esther

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  1. Frieda says

    November 18, 2010 at 7:12 am

    Either I buy it cut up or my sweet husband cuts it up. I’ve lived in houses where bats flew through at night, traveled places where there was no bathroom but the corn field, eaten all sorts of weird parts of animals, but I don’t cut up the chickens!

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  2. Elizabeth Grimes says

    November 18, 2010 at 7:26 am

    I’m the same way. I prefer no bones, no veins, no blood. Ew.

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  3. Danna says

    November 18, 2010 at 8:56 am

    I buy it already cut up, occasionally we will buy a rotisseri chicken. But, hubby normally deals with most meat (I can handle hamburger), I can’t stand the feel of raw meat.

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  4. Carly Kaemmerling says

    November 18, 2010 at 10:41 am

    Well, IF I cooked 🙂 it would definitely be only with pre-packaged meat. Don’t want to see it before it got to the grocery store shelf!

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  5. Becky says

    November 18, 2010 at 12:50 pm

    Well…I’ve gotta say, I don’t mind the bones and stuff that much any more. I do tend to buy chickens cut up, but I don’t mind cooking a whole chicken. (The “whole” chickens I’ve encountered in local stores don’t include the gizzards and such thankfully- yuck! That’s probably where I draw the line, Lol!)

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  6. Lacie says

    November 18, 2010 at 4:32 pm

    I usually buy it already cut up. No skin and no bones. I grew up with chickens and the slaughtering of them. I don’t like cleaning birds so the less the better. My husband and I have an agreement. He cleans all birds and fish and when we go hunting I’ll clean out the deer and elk. Weird I know but I would rather clean them than a bird. So when we do buy a whole bird for Thanksgiving I know I don’t have to touch it. 🙂

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  7. Kathleen@so much to say, so little time says

    November 18, 2010 at 5:01 pm

    I grew up on a farm, and I never graduated beyond cutting off legs and wings. 🙂 But every so often I miss the joint between the leg and thigh, and then ewwwww….the sawing. Ewwww….

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  8. Anne says

    November 18, 2010 at 5:33 pm

    LOL..it’s so funny how things that happen when we were younger will really affect us when we are older. I would probably not eat chicken or anything else for that matter if I had to watch it get butcherd …. YUK!

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  9. Marlene says

    November 18, 2010 at 6:15 pm

    We do boneless breasts all the way! My husband even takes care of the turkey at Thanksgiving. 🙂

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  10. Janet says

    November 18, 2010 at 8:39 pm

    Definitely cut up if I buy it…hubby sometimes buys a whole chicken, but then we just bake it whole. I don’t cut up chicken…watched and learned way back when, but don’t care to carry on the practice when the stores do a really nice job for me. 🙂

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  11. Ken Barnes says

    November 19, 2010 at 1:38 am

    Being raised on the farm , we had chicken often. There was no such thing as KFC then so cutting up a chicken was second nature. But then we had to wring their necks too.

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