The life of a mutton bird living in Tasmania but currently travelling through Victoria
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Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Eating Mutton Birds
How much do you know about Mutton Birds? Have you ever eaten one? Some people have a less than compimentary attitude, being prepared to say that they are the only food that they cannot eat.
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I have eaten mutton bird, but only a very small amount.
Some time ago, I resigned my post as a cataloguer at the University of Tasmania and took a job as a grill "chef" at a bistro in Battery Point (Hobart). During the mutton bird season, the bistro's owners sourced a few of the birds with the view to putting grilled mutton bird on the menu. Before offering it to our clientele, we tried it ourselves. The taste was bland, the meat was tough and quite greasy and the smell was revolting.
So, if one is tempted to stick his arm down the bird's burrow, pull it out and wring its neck (the traditional method of mutton birding), be aware that whatever pleasure might be obtained from this beast, it begins and ends there. Those Tasmanians sure know how to have fun...
Was it your experience, admittedly distasteful, of collecting the birds which put you off. I have never been able to eat chicken feet because of associations
Let me introduce myself. My name is Horatio Marcus Murkel and I am a Mutton bird. Being a widely travelled bird I plan to share my experiences of being buffeted around Australia and New Zealand.
As a fair and reasonable bird not all the information I provide will be of benefit to my species or even my own self interest.
2 comments:
I have eaten mutton bird, but only a very small amount.
Some time ago, I resigned my post as a cataloguer at the University of Tasmania and took a job as a grill "chef" at a bistro in Battery Point (Hobart). During the mutton bird season, the bistro's owners sourced a few of the birds with the view to putting grilled mutton bird on the menu. Before offering it to our clientele, we tried it ourselves. The taste was bland, the meat was tough and quite greasy and the smell was revolting.
So, if one is tempted to stick his arm down the bird's burrow, pull it out and wring its neck (the traditional method of mutton birding), be aware that whatever pleasure might be obtained from this beast, it begins and ends there. Those Tasmanians sure know how to have fun...
Was it your experience, admittedly distasteful, of collecting the birds which put you off. I have never been able to eat chicken feet because of associations
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