Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
They all began to sing.
Now, wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the King?
The King was in his countinghouse,
Counting out his money;
The Queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes.
Along there came a big black bird
And snipped off her nose!
Crow Casserole
You may have some obnoxious friends. Feed 'um crow.
Remove crow breasts. Soak overnight in salt water. Parboil for 1/2 hour. Brown in butter. Place on a bed of 1.5 inches of sauerkraut in a casserole. Cover each breast with bacon strips. Cover with sliced onions and more sauerkraut. Pour sauerkraut juice over the whole thing. Bake for 2 hours at 350 F.
If it still tastes like crow, you did something wrong. Get outdoors.
Imogene Davis, Birmingham Life Member Club
Calling All Cooks Two, pg. 287
I don't think I have ever typed the word sauerkraut until today. It's a pain in the ass to type. This is beautiful all on its own. See you next time.
I have never heard of someone literally eating crow.
ReplyDeleteIf the object of cooking a item is to throw so much other stuff in there so yuo won't taste the main ingredient (crow) then why don't you just have a bacon and sauerkraut pie and save time?
ReplyDeleteGot me. I bet we could dig up ole' Imogene and ask her. She has lots of entries in this book, many of which are either very old techniques for cooking with odd ingredients or they are there simply for humor. I'll wager this is one of her "funny" ones.
ReplyDelete