How Much do Chicken Feet Cost?

I know some of my friends aren't chicken people.  You know who you are.  You don't want a whole chicken unless it's cooked and in a cute plastic rotisserie pan.  You're not a fan of raw and parts and who knows what else they put inside of that chicken you find in the meat department. Some of you might even be searching for the "back" button right now.  Never mind where I'm going with this; you're headed back to facebook or pinterest or somewhere fun and full of puppies and sunshine and anything but raw chicken.   Don't worry; I'm not going to show you pictures of the pile of chicken feet I saw at the market on Tuesday. 

But I thought you might enjoy this picture.

Can you see what the blue package says right below  "Fresh Chicken" ?  It says, "With Head and Feet".  Now that Harris Teeter special is looking better and better, isn't it?  I admit, I haven't had to mess with the head and the feet; the Chicken Man who delivers our chicken happily keeps those parts for himself. 

Even if we didn't have the Chicken Man (who is coming to see me on Saturday, by the way!), we could buy the red packaged chicken on the right in the picture above - sold without head and feet.  Now, note the price difference.  Evidently, they're passing on the cost of head and foot removal.  S$0.30 more.  That's thirty cents that I'll gladly pay all day long. 

As AK says, "we don't like the feet in our dumplings, do we, Mama?"  No, dear, indeed we do not.

Do You Know the Chicken Man?

My grocery delivery experment was a success, and the day after I shopped, my trolley full of groceries arrived at my door.  I had no idea how they would arrive, so I was surprised to see this after the delivery guy left:

Encouraged by the success of delivery, I decided to conduct another shopping experiment inspired by months of internet research.  I've been reading several Blogs about Singapore life for a few months, and this blog post is bookmarked on my tool bar.  I refer to it several times a week, if not daily. 

In case you're not a link clicker, the link is to a post detailing a lengthy list of helpful information for Singapore. She gives the contact information for a chicken delivery guy, known far and wide as "The Chicken Man".  The very idea of The Chicken Man intrigued me, and I couldn't wait to give him a call.  First, I had to get a phone, and my very first call (other than a call to Ben) was to The Chicken Man (It should come as no surprise that he was my first call. No, Not because I'm such a chicken fan, but because I know no one on this island to call).   His prices are about 1/2 of what our closest grocery store charges, and he delivers.  Sign me up!

 The day after I called, my doorbell rang, and there he was. The Chicken Man. Chicken in hand:

 As we chatted, he actually referred to himself as "The Chicken Man", and I couldn't help but laugh. I did try not to think about the similarity between his red bag and the biohazard bags we became familiar with in our Appendicitis/RSV hospital experiences earlier this year, but I got over it as I calculated our savings. 

I'll definitely be calling The Chicken Man again soon.