Harriett Buntain Worley
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A photo of Harriett Buntain Worley preparing Christmas dinner. Harriett Buntain married Bartholomew Worley in Indiana. They had three kids: Nora, Harry and John Worley. Inscription by son Harry says "Mother preparing Xmas dinner 1913".
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Jennifer Heyser
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It amazes me that anyone would have anything negative to say. This is how it was done!
Growing up on a small farm this was a way of life. Dad killed the chickens, Mom dunked them in boiling water and my sister and I plucked the feathers.
As you said Jennifer Heyser, we did what was necessary. The added benefit was that we knew exactly what OUR farm animals ate, no growth hormones, no grain tainted by pesticides or chemicals. I wish I could provide my grandchildren with the way of life I had.
As you said Jennifer Heyser, we did what was necessary. The added benefit was that we knew exactly what OUR farm animals ate, no growth hormones, no grain tainted by pesticides or chemicals. I wish I could provide my grandchildren with the way of life I had.
back then people didn't just rush out to a grocery store to get their meats and produce. you farmed and raised your own food and it was better than anything you can get in a store today.
Brigitte Cherubini
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Marilyn Norton-Nesler Me too. Sometimes if my dad wasn't' home it was my job to kill the chicken. It was part of life. We would have gone hungry if not. We lived in AZ, 6 kids and my dad worked in the copper mines. Hauled in water . No picky eaters then. lol .
People today are so disconnected from their food sources. Everything tastes better when it’s farm fresh.
KellieAnne Foreman
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When i was a youngster, my job was plucking feathers off ducks, I have never eaten duck anything similar.
Roxanne Dixon You´re vegetarian? If not, how do you think your meat happened?
No, I'm not vegetarian, I am fully aware f how meat happened, growing up on farm and I have never eaten rabbit! I found the whole experience of plucking revolting. Also we didn't eat chicken, goose, anything feathered.
My gramma and Granpa would buy live chickens from a farm, and bring them home in a burlap bag in the trunk. They would then chop their heads off, and I would help dunk them in boiling water to remove the feathers, to be used for pillows, and tic's. This was in the 60's/70's.