Blowtorching a Chicken

Well, actually it was a pheasant.

I forgot to tell y'all this, but yesterday, when I visited my "volaille" butcher, I ordered a very plump and happy pheasant. He asked me if I would like him to prepare it. Now, I don't particularly like chopping off the heads of dead animals so yeah, chop that head off for me. While I was off paying, he was prepping and trussing the bird.

When I returned I noticed something very pleasant. He had pulled out a mini blowtorch and was burning the fluffy little feathers off the legs. I mean, maybe this bird is a little too fresh for me.

Things I'll miss when I'm in North America:
burning bits of feathers off dead animals because then you know you're keepin' it real.