There's the remains of a BBQ
chook in the fridge that I'll turn into a salad for me (virtuous!)
I meant a slap
a chook in an oven sort of roast, not this stunner!
As previously mentioned in a HouseGoesHollywood blog post, I slipped while holding a (live)
chook in each hand.
As far as novel Dark Souls runs go, it's refreshingly straightforward: no DJ Hero inputs are used, it's not voice controlled, it's not achieved with one hand while nursing
a chook in the other.
Seems we have more than a love of
chooks in common!
Not exact matches
IN a fresh bid to accelerate its business growth, fast - food chain River Rooster has changed its brand name to
Chooks — fresh and tasty.
The
Chooks team of franchisees and head office personnel plans to expand to 25 franchises
in the next couple of years, particularly within the metropolitan area.
When I lived
in NSW, food scraps went to the dog,
chooks or pigs with the remainder composted, but
in Melbourne it's going straight
in the bin.
The top restaurant
in the state — and the country — is housed
in a charming cottage set amid productive gardens,
chook sheds and luxury accommodation,
in regional Victoria.
Got ta say that a roast
chook would be my last meal on this planet, so definitely a fave
in my household!
Free home grown fruit and vegies are available when
in season as well as free range
chook eggs.
I wasn't
in Australia long enough to master more than one or two expressions — «bottle shop» for liquor store, «grog» for booze, «schooner» which is a beer glass of a certain size (large
in Queensland and medium
in New South Wales), and because one must eat, «avo» for avocado, «
chook» for chicken, and (mea culpa) «mackers» for McDonalds.
After 20 years
in the same workplace and eight years running weekly magazines, I decided to call it quits and spend some time at home with my two daughters, 8
chooks and nervous husband.
The
chook went to the happy farmyard
in the sky instead.
I'm still painfully
in love with this»60s charmer
in Roseville on 2300sqm (so much space for
chooks and veggie patches and swimming pools and trampolines).
* Some tasks performed by Husband yesterday, such as grinding shell grit, packing dishwasher after dinner and raking out
chook enclosure may have been omitted because they got
in the way of a good story.
Cooked bacon sandwiches for Sprogs» breakfast (to remove temptation from fridge for The Great Famine of 2012); did grocery shopping; bought Husband six - pack of beer for New Year's Eve party; bought
chooks 25 kg bag of scratch mix; staggered to car with 25 kg bag of scratch mix; washed and hung out two loads of washing; filled recycling bin with empty bottles and cartons; baked eggshells to make grit for
chooks; assembled wraps for Husband and Sprogs for lunch; baked banana bread to use up manky banana supplies; baked biscuits with Sprog 2, who doesn't like banana bread; shut back door 50 times to stop plague of mozzies getting
in; shut front door 20 times to stop plague of mozzies getting
in; killed lots of mozzies; threw out old magazines and newspapers; put crap away from recent car trip; cleaned
chook shit out of
chook house; sorted three baskets of clean laundry; unpacked and repacked diswasher; returned to supermarket for forgotten essentials: toilet paper, broccoli, sparklers and last shot of caffeine before The Great Famine of 2012; cooked dinner; washed Sprogs» hair and painted Sprog 2's toenails rainbow colours for New Year's Eve party; copped grief from Husband for painting Sprog 2's toenails (some sexualisation nonsense); went to New Year's Eve Party; reluctantly abandoned third glass of French champagne after being reminded of designated driver status; drove Husband and Sprogs home from New Year's Eve party; took Unisom; collapsed
in bed at 11.50 pm.
At least with
chook lotto you don't have to sit
in a smelly pub, next to some toothless old crone to play it:)
Pricey, but cheaper than when my sister -
in - law's dalmatian puppy savaged her
chook.
Mad
chooks squawking and tangling their claw
in my -LSB-...]
It's like a free security system: they came thisclose to setting the police on a school mum I'd asked to feed the
chooks when we were
in Fiji.
I lay there
in bed imagining things I could put
in the Sprogs» pump - action water pistols — urine, food colouring, beetroot juice,
chook poo — and spray all over their house the next morning.
(I've sworn off carbs and there was nothing non-carby
in the house to eat, I even checked under the
chooks» bums at dawn.)
I paid my $ 40 and prayed it wouldn't result
in four little pecked - to - death bodies
in the
chook house the next morning.
My nan always had a boiled bird
in the fridge and my favourite brekkie at her place was a toasted sanga with
chook, butter and mayo.
Our friends live on a lush, green hill
in a rambling timber cottage surrounded by
chooks, ducks, alpacas, a cat and a giant poodle called... Wait for it... Charlie.
So I'm tossing up between devilled chicken, whole
chook baked
in a pastry shell or lamb racks with roasted vegies (the lamb racks will no doubt be so outrageously expensive they'll cause heart palpitations, so they probably won't make the cut).
Instead, the show was about the pavilions: marvelling at the sheep and the
chooks and the alpacas; feeding the roaming goats and lambs
in the farmyard exhibit; watching as baby chicks hatched from their eggs; gawping at the Hungarian pullis
in the dog judging arena; watching a wood - chopping heat; grinding wheat into flour and making pasta
in the fresh produce area; being awed by the 700 kg plus pumpkin...
The girls and I agreed we really needed another
chook flock
in our backyard lives.
A rare
chook bred only
in remote places like Tamworth or Ellalong.
It was a bit off - putting when the vet told me to keep Snoopy
in isolation from the other
chooks until his wound healed because they might smell the blood and eat him... notorious cannibals,
chooks... Anyway, that was a rather long - winded (and disturbing) explanation for why I am driving two hours out of Sydney today, to buy a replacement Snoopy.