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| My whole pheasant, yum yum |
Doing our weekly shop at the local waitrose we spotted pheasant sitting alongside the steak and roasts. I'm talking whole birds sitting in their plastic dish, covered in bacon, as if it's an everyday type meal. Now I haven't been in England long enough to be able to just blithely walk on by when there's pheasant on offer, and after seeing they were only 5 pounds each, we knew we had found our dinner for that evening. Throw in some brussel sprouts with pancetta and a bit of roast veg, and we were pretty set. It was certainly wild pheasant too, as halfway through I found some shot in the wing. I think a whole pheasant each was too much though, next time I think a half would be plenty. Delicious!
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Awesome. Ian's mum once saw a pheasant on the side of the road, dead as a doornail. She stopped, picked it up, threw it in the boot, picked Ian & his friend up from school, neglected to tell them about the dead bird in the boot and wondered why my friend almost had a heart-attack when he opened the boot and saw this bird grinning up at him.
ReplyDeleteShe gave it to a needy family that she knew. Usually it would need to be hung and drained for a couple of days, but they just chucked it in the oven and cooked it straight away.
Hopefully it didn't die of disease.......
So that's why I've never eaten pheasant at Cheryl's house.
Whoops, I meant his friend, not mine. Ian was helping me write the reply, sorry :)
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