Eleanor's chicken!

We wanted Bob to make the famous Passover chicken, so off we trotted to the butcher's.  After some consultation, we decided that the 2 kilo chicken would work. You understand, this is the chicken that still has the head & feet attached.

Paola asked for confirmation that we wanted the head taken off...Eleanor cried in dismay that we should take it back home in its entirety.  And she was "volunteered" by me to help Bob pack the chicken with salt tonight, which is what they're doing at the moment.

The first attempt with our best knife was, um, interesting.  Hearing shrieks of "euh" and "oh no!" they moved to the serrated knife.  After not too long, they realized that the chicken was REALLY entire -- as in, guts still intact.  The only cleaning that's been done to this bird is the feather removal.

Here are some of the things I'm hearing from the kitchen (I'm pretending to be a sofa cushion at the moment):

"The only cleaning I do on a chicken is removing the plastic bag"
"What's that?"
"Okay, I think that's the gall bladder, this is the pericardial sac.  I've only dissected a pig heart, which is a million times bigger."
"A pig heart is also a four cylinder"
"Okay, this is the crop, I think"
"Florence, google 'cleaning a chicken', will you please?"

"This is so gross, I can't believe it."
"This is probably the gunk you pulled out previously"
"The kidneys are hard to cut into"
"Jeremy wait, don't take away my kidney."
"I'm going to cut off this toenail"
"Okay, if you want this to be Eleanor blood-flavored chicken, I can keep working on this -- otherwise someone else will have to do it." "Eleanor blood-flavored chicken sounds fine to us."
"that's gross"
"I'm going to dissect its head."

The crowd before Ashley left in revulsion

"There are some parts of the chicken that aren't that fun to dissect." "Like what?" "Like the crop, which I just dissected."

Love,

Alexandra