Back in the day, my Grandma knew the secret for a great chicken soup, you cooked the broth with the feet (and removed them before serving). . .
But American’s don’t eat chicken feet much anymore.
The first time I tried chicken feet was in a dim sum restaurant, and I asked the waitress what it was?
“Chee-ken” she replied
It was not until I picked it up with my chopsticks that I saw the three toes hanging down. There was no meat, just a gelatinous substance, not very filling!
If you eat one, make sure that they cleaned under his toenails:
What a treat to beat your feet
China eats all sorts of pestilence and we ship the Chinese our vermin by the ton.
They eat American pigeons, sparrows, rats, and have a surprising taste for chicken paws.
When I was a kid I would take the giant turkey feet and stick them out of my sleeve cuff, as if I had a deformed hand. It made people jerk with revulsion!
They call them Phoenix Tallons, it sounds better than feet:
You cannot beat the feet