A few days ago Jeremy made some carrot soup. I didn't even know we had carrots still. I'm sure these were from last season, sitting in the fridge since ... October? September? Who knows.
It tasted... not good. Jeremy said it tasted like older carrots and it would have been better if the carrots had been fresh out of the ground. Hmm. I thought it tasted like all the funky smells our refrigerator has collected over the past 6 months. But, whatever.
After eating a few bites we both agreed that the chickens would love carrot soup. And boy did they!
For some reason The Impostor always leaps into the middle of whatever snacks we give the girls and she starts gobbling down food as fast as she possibly can. This includes soup.
(Sorry for the blurry photo - chickens don't usually hold still!)
It was hysterical watching The Impostor walk around the run with a carrot-soup-covered leg and seeing the flecks of orange all over the beaks and combs and faces of the rest of the girls. They really like to fling their food around.
And they didn't complain one bit about the taste of the soup!