I have just taught my Friday morning class. Just as I was beginning to get everybody to relax in order to start, two women started discussing how to pluck and disembowel a pheasant. This came about because last week one of the women announced she had a sore shoulder because she had been shooting. "Oh what do you shoot, documentaries? "No. Pheasants and partridge". One then placed an order of two pheasants for delivery this morning which were left dangling in all their beauty outside.
There I was trying to get everybody to slow their breathing down and relax their bodies on the mat and think about their centre line and the conversation continued:-
"It's really easy to pluck the bird, you hold it by it's wings, apply pressure with your thumb and then pluck away from you". "Oh, I see, it's really just like waxing your legs then, you just have to hold the skin taught". Then there was some revolting discussion about breaking it's neck and cutting out the stomach and saving the liver and ..... Yuk. Not my thing. Another woman looked like she was about to pass out with the horror of it all.
Strange isn't it how so far removed we are in London from where our food really comes from.
Friday, 14 November 2008
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I was at a dinner party last night. Conversation turned to the state of the economy, the Great Depression, and growing vegetables. Strange, how some people thought it as such a foreign and difficult thing to do. It was something that they might have to resort to, as a desperate measure.
I announced proudly that I have spinach, tomatoes, herbs, even corn growing in my garden, and its something I do for pleasure as well as need.
I've also always believed that if you are going to meat you should be prepared to kill an animal yourself. I ownder how many vegetarians there'd be then.
Very funny story though.
i once thought about how my steak ended up on my plate and all of a sudden it tasted RAW, i got a little nauseated, then i quit eating it. i try very hard never to think how my animal products end up on my plate.
i love this post - the whole "what do you shoot.....?no pheasants" etc. is just hilarious and would credit a place in an an Ab Fab scene. Down 'ere in the country plucking and 'drawing' (the correct term for disemboweling)pheasants is second nature. I have two brace to deal with from the shoot last weekend as I write......
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