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asgardreid:
murkmen:
maxiesatanofficial:
ottomantwerks:
2017
I like the implication that using bones to make broth is a Wacky New Trend rather than a concept that has existed for centuries if not millennia
that person who stole those bones in 2016 started this trend
Honestly a caffeinated broth stand would be awesome if not connected to this bullshit trend.
so here’s the thing, when we process chickens on the farm, we discard the feet. Three years ago, when I started, the older woman who still owned the farm would go through and take a few of the nicest ones off the discard pile, to make some bone broth. The rest went into the compost, because it wasn’t worth the time to clean them and package them; not enough people would buy them to justify the effort.
Now we have two women who come and work at every slaughter day without fail, and the only payment they will accept is all of the feet, and they bring their own clean buckets to discard the feet into, and spend our mid-way break skinning the feet and cleaning them for ease in later processing.
Seriously it’s the only payment they’ll take. Because they know they couldn’t buy chicken feet anywhere else. If they ever stop, we’ll probably start packaging the feet for sale. That’s how precipitously the demand changed.

asgardreid:
murkmen:
maxiesatanofficial:
ottomantwerks:
2017
I like the implication that using bones to make broth is a Wacky New Trend rather than a concept that has existed for centuries if not millennia
that person who stole those bones in 2016 started this trend
Honestly a caffeinated broth stand would be awesome if not connected to this bullshit trend.
so here’s the thing, when we process chickens on the farm, we discard the feet. Three years ago, when I started, the older woman who still owned the farm would go through and take a few of the nicest ones off the discard pile, to make some bone broth. The rest went into the compost, because it wasn’t worth the time to clean them and package them; not enough people would buy them to justify the effort.
Now we have two women who come and work at every slaughter day without fail, and the only payment they will accept is all of the feet, and they bring their own clean buckets to discard the feet into, and spend our mid-way break skinning the feet and cleaning them for ease in later processing.
Seriously it’s the only payment they’ll take. Because they know they couldn’t buy chicken feet anywhere else. If they ever stop, we’ll probably start packaging the feet for sale. That’s how precipitously the demand changed.
