Chicken

I bought a chi ken at bazaar.
Chi ken was alive.
So....how to buy and cook chicken here??

A man picked up a chicken, put it in the basket to measure weight.
"It is 220tk, OK?"
As I nodded....
He killed the chicken, put into the machine to skin it.

Basket to measure weight of chicken

I paid, took it.
The bag touched my arm, surprised me.
Of course, of course, it was warm because was alive a minute ago!

So......put it on the cutting board.
and now??

Head dropped when I took out from bag

I cut legs.
And......just turned and turned the checkin.....
I finally called my friend who works as a chef, and got instruction.



Chicken became meat....

After an hour, it became "meat" though my appetite was gone by then.

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The chicken became Japanese food called "niku jaga".



Lunch box

Next day, I shared it with Bengali co-workers.
My counterpart said
"delicious"But another said
"too sweet, I could have eaten if you use less sugar"
Oh, never imagined to be said "too sweet" by Bengali!

Anyway, I could cook chicken, I think.