Sunday, February 10, 2008

Just In Case You Were Wondering...

The other day in a post I mentioned that there was a place, back in the day, in my neighborhood that you could get live chickens. Just in case you were wondering, there's still a place you can get them in Chicago, on Western Avenue, just north of Devon. Or just check out their website,


Mob said...

That's really bizarre.

And a lot of work if you just want some chicken and dumplings...

dmarks said...

I had some friends who had a pet chicken in the house.

No, it was not housebroken.

Bubs said...

There's a couple of other spots, too, down on Fullerton and another I think on Armitage. We're thinking of getting one as a birthday gift for a co-worker whose nickname is "rooster"

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Do they know how to use a litterbox?

Monica said...

This is about the 3rd time in as many weeks I have heard tale of these live chicken haunts... Creepy. Soooo creepy.

Erik Donald France said...

You want Voodoo? I'll give ya Voodoo: Hamtramck, Detroit. Live chickens on the Edge of Town.

Mnmom said...

In my hometown you can get baby chicks by the box full right downtown at, where else, the Chick Hatchery. They are cute for about a week, then they become ugly red eyed chickens. Chickens creep me out

The Lady Who Doesn't Lunch: said...

There's a place like this in Cambridge Mass too. The sign says "Fresh Poultry Live Kill". They sell t-shirts now and have Parisian style rotisserie chicken roasters - delish!

I'm not sure you could actually walk out of there with a live chicken, but the birds are pretty fresh.

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

Now I know where I can get a date in Chicago if I ever need one.

Tenacious S said...

When I lived in San Francisco I often had to take the Stockton bus which went straight through Chinatown. Now that was an adventure. There were everything from live chickens to smoked ducks to men carrying entire decapitated pigs through the streets. Maybe that's why I ate a lot less meat there...

lulu said...

There are live feral chickens in the forest preserves.

Johnny Yen said...

Yeah, I'd rather go to the grocery store and get one someone else killed and plucked already.

Some friends of ours have one too. I don't know if it's housebroken.

I'm sure he would appreciate it!

There's a place up on Lawrence and Kedzie that you can get whole goats.

My ex-wife (well, one of them, actually) had two chihuahuas that she had litter-box trained.

All the cool kids are doing it!

Wasn't that a big Polish enclave back in the day? What ethnicity lives there these days?

Remember when people used to get their kids baby chicks on Easter? They forgot that they quickly grow up into mean chickens.

Yeah, I'm fine with someone else killing and plucking them.

Dr. Monkerstein-
Live or dead?

When I was in Shanghai in 2002, I wandered into an open-air market-- there was all kinds of wildlife there.

They'll go along with the coyotes.

Erik Donald France said...

Johnny -- right on. Still some Polish, but also Arabic, Indian, African American, and bohos from what I can tell.

Natalie said...

I would think that killing your own dinner is some kind of insurance on the quality of meat you are getting.