Ohmygoodness!!! I hope the savory thoughts of chicken soup and fried chicken take over in place of the scary chicken massacre of 2011!!! ;)
I can sympathize on the bad, vivid dreams part. I can still picture my sweet (????) granny sending chickens to meet their maker, and that was almost 40 years ago. You're a much stronger woman than I to have taken on such a project. However, given a little time and distance, they will make great Sunday suppers!
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That's exactly what we called it, LOL! "Chicken Massacre 2011"! oh gosh it was awful!
I'm not taking a single chicken out of the freezer until January... "for me the grief is still too near." Oh my goodness, it was traumatic! I actually had to beg off of the killing part and asked a certain sister-in-law to take my place at the guillotine. I eviscerated the corpses, but the gore was almost never-ending. They'd better taste amazing!
I'm sure they will. I can't say that I remember a marked difference in flavor when Grandma retired from the chicken business, forcing us to eat chicken from the store. But then, I could only tell we were eating rabbit rather than chicken because there weren't any wings on the platter!