And I am willing to bet, if you know what a "food blog" is, you've never been to a live market.
The way it works is you pick a bird out of the cages and come back on 10 minutes. The butcher will slit it's throat, drain the blood, let it kick around till the body exhausts itself of reserved energy (that's where the saying' "chicken running around without it's head", comes from), defeather it and bag it up for you to take home and cook.
I can still remember the first time I saw this with my own eyes. I was 19, on summer vacation in Taiwan. I won't lie to you, I was scared.
But yesterday's bucket of live frogs in Flushing, Queens topped the cake. You simply take as many kermitty the frogs home with you and kill them yourself. Freshness matters I guess.
I'm not sure if urbanization has made us pu$$ies or not, but that was a bit too intense for this Jersey boy.
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Heh heh. Saw this everywhere in China. Bigger ones, too. But yeah, I was surprised as well when I saw it just outside DC:
http://dudesonfoods.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-likes-turtles.html
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