As you already head, we killed two chickens yesterday. It was surprisingly less traumatizing than I thought it was going to be, although I watched the chickens from a good ways away as they were being killed. But afterwards I helped ‘process’ the chickens. I cut off one of their heads, which I’m probably not going to do again any time soon, but it wasn’t as terrible as you’d think it could be.
I think the reason it wasn’t hard for me to cut up the chicken afterwards was because I wasn’t there when they died. I kind of regret leaving them and not being there as they died but I was definitely not in the mood to see it at the time. This morning we had a nice long/ interesting discussion about the chickens and death in general. Twas nice.
And today we had yet another slightly out of my comfort zone time! YAY! We ate some canned crickets.
Here’s a picture I pulled from the internet. These buggies look close to the one’s eaten today! I only had one, but it was pretty gross. Maybe I’ll dip them in chocolate next time. That sounds a lot more appetizing.
It was really cool to think about how a lot of people from different places eat these bugs the way we eat chips. Sometimes I forget that thing are different around the world and then I eat bugs and I remember they are.
Also, we made quinoa today and yesterday which was AMAZING. I could live of quinoa and grapes if I had to. I also leaned how to make ‘Sofrito’. Yummy, yummy, yummy!
I don’t usually like to cook, but at Food Camp it’s so fun. I might actually be able to live on my own and cook for myself some day. Huh.
No crickets were harmed in the making of this post.*
*Kidding, we ate them.