I grew up eating meat wrapped in plastic and purchased from a grocery store. I didn’t know anyone who hunted or fished to put food on the table. So, raising my own chickens to eat has forced me to face the reality of where my food comes from. I am raising animals with the specific purpose of having them killed to provide myself and my family with nourishment. It’s possible to ignore that fact when buying poultry wrapped in plastic at the store, but not when raising your own. Some people, when faced with that reality, might choose vegetarianism, as I did for some years. Now I have promised myself that I will only eat meat that is raised humanely and respectfully. My birds are well cared for – fed the best organic, medication-free rations, and provided with fresh water, a shelter with protection from sun and rain, plenty of space to move around in, and a clean environment. I appreciate them, and silently tell them so.
We have made two appointments at our local processing facility – one for the larger male birds at almost 7 weeks of age, and the second two weeks later. In preparation for slaughtering, we stop feeding them 12 to 24 hours ahead, in order to make the processing cleaner, but continue to give them fresh water. We have tried to give our birds a comfortable life, so we don’t want them to be ill-treated at the end of it. It’s important to remember that birds are sensitive to heat, and need oxygen. Transporting birds in a tightly enclosed space could result in death, and parking in the hot sun while waiting your turn at the processing facility is another added stress. We have found that
transporting the birds in a wire dog kennel placed in the back of a pickup truck works well. If we arrive on time for our appointment but not too early, the birds will be slaughtered soon after arrival. The whole process is as humane as one could expect, and goes very quickly. In about 20 minutes we have the finished birds packed in ice in cardboard boxes. For an extra fee we could have them split or quartered, but I prefer to save the money and cut them up myself.
As soon as I get home, I plunge the birds into the kitchen sink full of ice water, moving them around so as to chill them as quickly as possible. The birds should be thoroughly cold before being bagged and frozen. Some people recommend aging the birds, loosely wrapped, in the refrigerator for a day or two before freezing. In any case, I try to get as much air as possible out of the bag before tying it off. Our processing facility provides bags and twist ties, and I purchase extra bags so that I can double-bag them. Before bagging, I weigh each bird. Some I freeze whole, and some I cut into pieces, so that I have options when it comes time to prepare a meal. I look forward to roast chicken, arroz con pollo, chicken salad, chicken curry, chicken enchiladas, chicken simmered in flavorful tomato sauce, and a host of other dishes. I am convinced that the chickens which our family will eat over the next year have been raised with attention to their well-being and ours. I am truly satisfied with my endeavor.







