Chicken Piccata
We wanted to add a couple of chickens to the flock.
But we didn’t think it would be because we have to rehome our beloved Mary. Ultimately, the Rooster.
We still aren’t 100% that Mary is a rooster, but he’s aggressive, built like a brick house, and beautifully iridescently feathered. And he appears to be growing spurs on his back legs and saddle feathers.
Oh yeah–and he crows.
So, we went to Rockmart GA to peruse a selection of older pullet HENS (just slightly younger than ours) to go with our flock. We can’t stomach more heartache and mystery when chicken dealers can’t sex their chicks.
Naming with some sense of the inane was important so we enlisted the help of our hilarious friend, Cindy.
Names Du Jour (some stuck with pluck):
Omeletta Von Pluck
Tammy & Eggness
Tammy Wynette (we used it for our fancy and rare blue-laced red-wing Wyandotte)–known for the hit song, “Stand by your Rooster.”
Eggs Benedict II (for our very high-hatted Polish)
Dottie Au Vin
Cluckethia the Eggnificent
Le Comtesse de Piccata-Marsala (The Polish Fancy ended up with this name)
Eggness Von Featherstein (for our Fancy French Black Copper Maran)
Attila the Hen
Henrifique
Hensational Von Eggenstein
Lady Tikka Masala
Cock-A-Noodle Soup
Parmesanga
Some Conversations:
Walker: I really like Eggelina Jolie.
Cindy Gunnemann: Just don’t cage her with Jennifer Egginstan. That would not end well.
Walker: How about Ellen DeHenneres?
Cindy: And her wife, Portion de Rotisserie?
